We don’t have TIME for this struggle, too. It’s so isolating. It’s hard to find time to talk to coach about it—our schedules rarely sync enough for more than goodnight hugs and kisses. In the isolation our worries grow bigger.
If you give a coach a scrap of paper, he’s going to want a pen. When you give the coach the pen, he will draw a play on that scrap paper. After he draws the play, he is probably going to want a chair to sit down and think about it.