When I was a kid, come hell or high water, I was to be home
by 5:30pm to make sure the table was set for dinner at 6:00pm. My family would pray and we would eat together. We would share our day’s events, sing, and
make jokes about my dad’s Volunteer Fire Department Pager Test that went off
every night at around 6:00. There was no
T.V., the dishes were out of sight, we just enjoyed an always amazing home
cooked meal, and each other. Later in my
life I discovered not only how rare this is anymore, but how valuable
it is to take a meal with our loved ones.
I had dinner last night with my team. We haven’t been together for around a year
and a half, and it was a family reunion of sorts. There are new babies, new chapters in our
lives, new goals, and a new appreciation for each other. We made abstract plans and spoke about philosophy. We laughed.
Everyone stayed later than we intended and it was wonderful.
There is something about sharing food and company that
changes when you remove the food… then it is a meeting or a training session. What would Thanksgiving Dinner be without
food? How long would your whole family
sit at the same table and talk? If you’re
playing a game the game would be a distraction, food is an addition to the
conversation somehow. Food is an
expression of culture. My family has its
own traditional foods that most people have never heard of (jello salad with cheddar
cheese…YUM!), and I don’t even know where the tradition started. My mom makes the best gravy EVER and I’ve
learned enough to pull off a close second.
Good company and the building of traditions brings us together and solidifies an experience that feeds the soul, not just the body.
I’ve been training for over a year without this kind of love
and support, without a coach who is willing to change his whole program for
training that day because he knows the look on my face means we need to start
with some hard conditioning. I don’t
know if it is the meal that brings the closeness, or the closeness that makes
us want the intimacy of the meal, but I know it’s important, and I know I’m happy
to have my training family together again.
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