Back in high school, I competed in track and field all four years. I dabbled in high jump and triple jump, but pole vault was my true love. There’s nothing quite like the thrill of sprinting down a runway, sticking a 12-foot pole into the ground, and launching yourself into the sky. I loved it—still do.

*High school senior Danielle pole vaulting at the WIAA State Championship*
*Photo credit: WIAA photographers*

So when my old high school needed a pole vault coach, I somehow ended up in the role.

Now, I was a decent high school vaulter, but I didn’t compete in college, and had never coached anything before. That first day of practice was mostly me just trying to knock off seven years of rust while a group of kids stared at me like I had a clue. I did not have a clue.

I tried my best, but constantly felt inadequate. I didn’t know the right drills, I couldn’t pick out the subtle technique flaws, and between work, massage school, and life pulling in every direction, I missed a lot of practices and meets. Somehow, we made it through that first season, but I walked away thinking: I’ll never be a real coach. I don’t know if I want to do another season.

Fast forward a year—and thanks to a major shortage of people with any sort of vaulting knowledge—I found myself coaching again this spring, half-expecting another season of total discomfort in that role. But something unexpected happened.

I had fun. Real fun. I looked forward to practices and meets. I watched my vaulters clear new heights and earn points. And when the season ended? I was sad. Consoled only by the thought of summer camps and next year’s season.

So what changed?

*Privileged to return to the state championship- this time as a coach!*

Not my skills. I can assure you, I still don’t have all the perfect drills or a sharp eye for technique (yet!). What changed was my mindset. I gave myself permission to be a beginner coach. I let go of the pressure to have all the answers like a seasoned vet. I embraced the process of showing up, learning, and doing my best.

And you know what? Life can be like that, too.

As a massage therapist, I meet people at all different stages of their wellness journeys. But especially in the beginning– after an injury or simply the realization that something has to change– it can be overwhelming. There are so many paths, so many “solutions,” and so many reasons to think, I’ll never get there.

But what if you just started? What if you gave yourself the space to be a beginner? To show up, imperfectly, with just the simple trust that growth will follow?

That shift in perspective made all the difference for me. It allowed me the space to learn. Now, some of the same coaches who once taught me how to vault are now teaching me how to coach. I’m slowly working toward becoming the coach I want to be.

So wherever you are in your journey—healing, growing, or starting something new—know this:

You don’t have to be an expert. You just have to start.
Growth is messy. Being a beginner is humbling.
It’s worth it.

I’m cheering for you. Keep walking your journey.

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