This is a bit of a Clayton’s post, but hey, it’s been a while, and a girl’s got to find her way back slowly okay?

Today as I was coming home from massage school on the tram, my mind was wandering, which is fairly common. Don’t ask me why, but I started thinking about my all time favorite wrestler, Triple H. Anyone who knows me, or has read this site previously, knows I love wrestling. In fact, it was heavy immersion (hiring every wrestling video from Movieland) in this sport of kings over a three week period which led me to my current job, and gave me the ability to make friends with nearly any twelve to fifteen year old boy who isn’t too fussy about how current my information is.

Triple H, back in those days, was the coolest because he was such a great heel, or bad guy. He married the boss’s daughter in a strangely circuitous scam, lied, cheated, used a crappy finishing move, but had the verbal skills and the work ethic to pull it all together and make me love him. I’m not claiming I still love him, but I do remember those feelings fondly.

A few years ago, my wonderful friend Jade showed me a clip of Triple H doing rehab after he’d torn a quad muscle and been unable to wrestle for seven months. Because this was a promo for his big re-appearance, it was edited brilliantly, has a great song as background music, and at the 2.31 mark … a magical quote.

This three minute piece of film used to be my coping mechanism for almost anything going wrong - I’d watch it, and find myself inspired (by a close to 400 pound madman!). But I lost the DVD, and haven’t seen it, or maybe needed to see it, in ages.

Today we started the deep tissue unit of the massage diploma, and it’s all just a little scary and new again - easy to feel overwhelmed. So I checked out You Tube, and lo and behold, my video was there. So now I’m putting it here. If you don’t want to watch it all, just cut to the 2.31 mark, and listen to the inspiring quote. You might not like wrestling, or the man in question, but you can’t deny what he’s saying is great advice.

So here it is. Thanks Triple H - I might’ve moved on, but we’ll always have these three minutes.

Today I’m loving: my gorgeous daughter, who knows how to laugh, even in the toughest of situations