I woke up this morning and began my day like I always do. While contemplating Life and other news worthy reads I came across what I can only describe as a Eulogy. It became more apparent that one of the coaches that I share my gym with took his life only last night. I'm not privy to any of the details, but what I came out of this today for me was to TAKE the necessary time for PEOPLE. RJ and I spoke and greeted each other daily, but I never got beyond the happy greetings we would share. A smile, a pat on the ass and a "go get'em champ" That was our relationship. I sit here thinking "what did I miss?" What could I have done to help this man and his journey? I know we all have our assignments, and this one might not be mine, but how many ARE that I miss simply because I have "someplace else to be"? Is it so hard to slow down my own pace (which is far slower than a LOT of people) to lend an ear? Give more friendly words? Regardless, this is my wake up call to do so. I don't mean to let people walk on you, or waste your time, but what is so hard about an acknowledging smile, a warm greeting to sit with someone YOU don't know? How many "angels" do we pass by and miss a true blessing that was suppose to come our way? Here is the post that was well written by another friend of RJ's and mine.
RJ Karstan R.I.P.
EliteFTS Table Talk— Where strength meets truth. Hosted byDave Tate, Table Talk cuts through the noise to bring raw, unfiltered conversations about training, coaching, business, and life under the bar. No fluff. No hype. Just decades of experience — shared to make you stronger in and out of the gym.
Join the Crew!
Support us and access premium content monthly!






























































































