Footprints On Hearts
Do recruiters even ponder this?
Yesterday evening, catching up with my wonderful friend Glenn Martin, I shared that I was meant to publish this newsletter but felt I had nothing to say. That I feel like all recruiters seem to care about is using AI (in the wrong places) and not the human experience, and frankly, I am unsure if my words even sink in.
Then I received the heartbreaking news that Robert had died. 💔
Rob has been my trainer twice a week for just 4 months, and yet I cannot stop crying. He parked his footprints on my heart. His love for his family was palpable, and he spoke highly of them all; my heart goes out to them all.
(Though this article may seem off-topic, humour me. He was a wonderful teacher, and I am sure he won’t mind me sharing this.)
In that short space of time, Rob reminded me of the strength and power I had before perimenopause ravaged my body. He flexed swiftly, pushed me perfectly and allowed me to show up exactly as I am.
During sessions, we discussed my writing of The Damage of Words: A Memoir of Healing Self-Hate and Gaining Self-Mastery. Hearing my excitement about writing reawakened his desire to write his book about fitness through each decade. As a 60-year-old, prostate cancer survivor, with over 45 years of experience in boxing and martial arts…
