The Monologue You Can’t Overhear

Naomi Honey, a parkour and life coach, spent four months at Gerlev Idrætshøjskole, a movement school in Denmark, and struggled with the very thing she had gone there for. She had a nagging knee injury and a lot of fear, and by her own account “I was really beating myself up.” At the same time she was learning Danish, enjoying it, and getting good enough to hold a decent chat.

A friend at the school, also from Britain, had it the other way around. The movement came easily to her and the language did not, and one day she said so: “You’re getting all this Danish. I can’t learn the Danish.”

Honey’s first thought was that this was crazy. As she saw it, they were both perfectly capable, and her friend “had this internal monologue that she somehow wasn’t smart enough.” Then the recognition turned around on her.

“My monologue of what I told myself, I didn’t realize I’m being really harsh on myself. I thought what I am saying to myself is an accurate reflection of what’s happening.”

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The talk inside your own head doesn’t arrive as talk. It arrives as a report. Whatever you tell yourself about your knee, your fear or your chances, you hear as a description of how things stand, not as something said, in a particular tone, by someone who chose those words. Any other conversation has a second person in it who hears the words as words and can notice that they are harsh. This one has a single person doing both jobs, so the harshness registers as accuracy.

The realization came, she says, “right at the end,” because “all of this was so internalized.” What reached her was one remark from another person’s monologue, spoken aloud one day, and from outside it sounded like exactly what it was. In her words: “it’s so much easier to see another person objectively. And it made me go, ‘That must be what’s happening with me as well.’”

The two of them were mirror images, confident in one arena and harsh with themselves in the other, with the arenas swapped. “The thing that was different,” Honey says, “was how we were talking to ourselves about it.” She could hear that her friend’s verdict on the Danish was wrong. Her own verdict on her parkour she could not hear at all. The unfairness was not a trait either woman carried. It went with the seat, the one position from which you are both the only speaker and the only listener.

Even the correction did not let her hear it. “That must be” is a deduction, drawn by analogy from a harshness she could hear in another person. It gave her a reason to distrust her own monologue, not a way to listen to it, and a reason has to argue against a voice that, from the inside, still sounds like a plain description of the facts.

You can overhear anyone’s monologue but the one you are running. Its only listener is the person saying it, and from that seat, as Honey found, “we think it’s completely rational and fair, and it’s not.”


This field note references the Movers Mindset episode “Naomi Honey: Dance, coaching, and self talk,” published September 4, 2019.

This work was produced using AI language models directed through an editorial system designed by Craig Constantine. The author selected all source material, designed the creative framework, directed the editorial process, and made all acceptance and revision decisions. The prose was generated by AI under sustained human editorial direction.

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