The Impossible Dream


At the time of writing this piece, I am simultaneously elated and emotionally drained. Last weekend is taking it’s time to digest but I can’t help but feel a sense of pride.

If the pandemic taught me anything, it was to take nothing for granted. There were times when the restrictions were so harsh that you wondered if there would ever be a time like before. Was there ever going to be large gatherings again or had we now entered a new world with a new dystopian landscape. Mad Max kind of vibe.

As a gym owner and an event organiser, those were obviously dark times. While we’re not back to how things were, we are a heck of a lot closer and hosting The Poseidon Games last week provided several “pinch yourself” moments for me and our team. I was acutely aware of how special it was to be back so I tried to live and breathe every moment and every rep performed by the competitors on the floor. I cheered with every spectator and I celebrated every win.

It was a long road to get here. We had to postpone this event three separate times. All the stress and disappointment that comes with that takes a toll. You do wonder if it’s worth it anymore. Should you just pack it in? Write it off and try something new? Why keep trying only to have the rug pulled from under you at critical times.

This weekend showed why you have to persevere. I lost count of the amount of times I got goosebumps over the weekend. It was everything it was supposed to be and then more. People have been starved of these events for so long and it created a party atmosphere unlike anything I’ve ever experienced at one of these events. People were buzzing. Competitors cheering for each other and spectators cheering even louder.

I managed to catch up with so many people from around the country that I haven’t seen in nearly two years. I got to see so many of my friends throw down on the floor and roar in the crowd. I was part of something good. Something that brought joy to a lot of people. (May have brought some pain to the competitors but they’ll forgive me I’m sure… in time).

This couldn’t have happened without the help and sacrifices made by a lot of people. I wrote in previous blogs about the power of people and the power of positivity and if there was ever to be a case study of that then I don’t think anything would demonstrate it better than this year’s event. There’s too many people to name but the members of Wicklow Strength and Fitness and in particular, Team Poseidon have my unyielding love for not only allowing me to chase a dream, but helping me execute it.

Ever since the Poseidon Series was born our motto has been to “Do it with a Smile”. At the gym we have a help first mentality and strive to provide people with something more than just a gym membership. A cult of giving a shit is how I put it in the past and I still believe that. If anything, that belief is stronger now more than ever. Everyone in the building last weekend bought into that mentality and in doing so created a positive vibe and experience that really was unique.

After the last 18 months I think we all needed that. The feeling I have this week contrasted with the fear and anxiety of 6 months ago is just chalk and cheese.

This whole blog is a pretty long-winded way of saying to all the athletes, all the spectators, crew, judges and vendors, thank you so much for the impossible dream, YOU made possible.

Love,

Liam

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