Provoking Your Greatness - Misti Burmeister

A couple of weeks ago, I had the chance to spend a whole week with my 11-year-old niece, Brooke.   The day after she flew in from Colorado, we headed over to my gym here in Baltimore. It’s a Crossfit gym, so there’s lots of open area and rings that hang from the celling for things like “muscle up’s.”   With a gymnastics background, Brooke had a whole new appreciation for these rings. My jaw dropped as she put one foot in each ring, and then dropped into a split. Actually, I cringed, though she wasn’t fazed in the least.   As a result of pain in my lower back, my physical therapist had instructed me to stretch out the muscles on the inside of my legs.   As I was stretching, Brooke came over and asked, “Auntie, are you trying to get the splits?”   “That would be awesome, but no—just trying to stretch out these muscles.”   “Would you like some help with your flexibility there?”   Of course I wanted to learn from her, so I jumped up and asked what she had in mind.   She grabbed two boxes and put them across from