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It Got Me Thinking is a must-read newsletter that explores the mental side of performance, offering insights and strategies to strengthen mindset, build resilience, and unlock potential in sports, competition, and everyday life.

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IGMT 048: When the Moment Gets Loud

Pay attention Reader! I was sitting at a stoplight the other day, radio on low, nothing urgent happening. Then the light turned green and the car behind me immediately laid on the horn. Not a tap. A full commitment. My body reacted before my brain did. Heart rate jumped. Hands tightened. I rushed my foot to the gas and pulled through the intersection faster than I needed to. Nothing bad happened, but it struck me how quickly everything changed. Same car. Same road. Same skill set. One small...

Hey Reader! I was standing in line at the grocery store the other night, nothing dramatic, just waiting my turn. The guy in front of me kept shifting his weight, checking his phone, rubbing his forehead like he was trying to remember something important. No sighs. No complaints. Just a tension you could feel if you were paying attention. When he got to the register, he smiled, cracked a joke with the cashier, paid, and walked out looking completely fine. But he wasn’t fine. Not really. And it...

Hi Reader. I caught myself feeling rushed the other day, moving faster than I needed to, feeling behind without being able to point to a single reason why. Nothing was actually happening. No one was waiting on me. No deadline was looming. And yet, there it was, that familiar tightness that says you should be doing more or doing it better. I remember stopping and thinking how strange it was to feel that much pressure when no one had actually asked anything of me. And it got me thinking... Most...

Cheers to a new year Reader! December 31 has a strange feel to it. It is not quite an ending, and it is not really a beginning either. It sits in between. Close enough to the past to still feel it, close enough to the future to sense the pull. Most years, we try to fill that space with noise. Resolutions. Declarations. Big plans meant to prove that we are ready to move on. This year, I’ve been thinking about something quieter... Direction. Not goals. Not promises. Not pressure. Just...

Time to let it go, Reader. I realized recently that I was holding onto something longer than I needed to. It wasn’t important. At least not anymore. But it had been. And because it once served a purpose, it stayed. Not because I actively chose to keep it, but because it had become familiar. Comfortable in the way unused things often are. They don’t get in the way enough to notice, but they’re always there. When I finally did let it go, what surprised me most wasn’t the feeling of loss. It was...

Hello again Reader. I started something new recently. New notebook. New section. Clean page. No scribbles, no highlights, no margin notes from a previous season. On the surface, it felt like a fresh start. Exactly the kind we tell ourselves we need when something ends. But it did not take long to notice something familiar. The handwriting looked the same. The ideas went in the same order. The habits showed up almost immediately. It was new, but it did not feel new. And it got me thinking......

Well Reader, it’s that time of year again. The calendar flips, planners come out, and suddenly everything is about fresh starts. New goals. New routines. New promises about how this year will be different. In sports, in work, in life, it shows up the same way every time. Bigger goals, tighter timelines, more urgency. We are really good at jumping straight into resolutions. What we are not very good at is slowing down first. Most people rush ahead without ever getting curious about the year...

Remember Reader, you have to get the car to 88 MPH! I was scrolling through the streaming apps the other night, doing that classic ritual where you pretend you are choosing something new but end up circling the same five movies you have watched a hundred times. This time, though, Back to the Future popped up, and I could not resist. There is something comforting about a story that makes absolutely no sense, yet still feels like it understands you. A teenager in a time traveling car powered by...

Time to go shopping, Reader. The other day I walked out of the grocery store carrying one of those plastic bags that looks fine on the outside but clearly skipped leg day. I had it packed a little too well, the kind of bag where the handles are doing that white stretch thing that screams they are seconds from giving out. I took a few steps toward my car and felt the bottom start to droop. For a moment I pictured the entire week’s worth of food crashing to the pavement. Grapes rolling...

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Hey Hey Hey Reader! I was trying to finish some writing the other day, and my brain completely bailed on me. I had notifications going off like popcorn, random sounds that I swear were not even from my devices, and a couple of interruptions that cut right through any chance of staying productive. It felt like I was trying to read a map while someone flipped the pages at full speed. After a few minutes of this circus, I closed my laptop, leaned back, and just let out one long, exaggerated...