Part 3: I'm no Ted Lasso, but I can tie shoes
On a team, everybody does their part. Including when it's time to become a coach.
This fall has offered a return to sports and a sporty side of myself that I hadn’t forgotten about but I’d missed dearly.
All week, I’ve been sharing posts with different perspectives on what this revival of my inner athlete has felt like.
Today’s final installment is about my coaching debut, which came much later than expected and in a totally unexpected way.
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