I really am not a good loser. Not a sore loser though, i managed to find the good points in a young group of college students and some recent post grads who i decided to start a basketball team with. My hunger is impecible, and the subject matter is really something i could waste my entire life trying to perfect. While the great opportunities given to me to shine are long gone i look forward and try to paint a landscape I call redemption. Redemption to nobody but those closest to me. In-fact its just a rededication to myself.
I try to apply this principle like seeds proliferating in my garden. School. Work and now even the opposite sex I want to be challenged. We lost the game today, and yeah we should have won. You cant look at your life through the rearview mirror knowing you have one hand on the steering wheel and probably multitasking on the Evo4 4g. thats not a good view. Im going to make some changes, i just need to be pushed a little bit more. Im on edge, but I haven't reached that motivational threshold. That Algorithm, but i can see it coming pretty soon. I told myself that i would run 10 miles this week in order to get my conditioning back gradually.
A lesson in teamwork, some of my teammates didn't show up granting heavy playing time to our team. Showing up is like 90% of life isn't it? I love my team, but i dont know if they understand my vision. I dont expect them too. I mean even the people that i love the most dont know that I post my feelings on the internet. One day i might, and my roommate will finally understand what I been typing out so late at night all along.
Basketball is love. I love it and we have been through it. Im pretty close to telling it something big. Like i said i just need a little bit more motivation. A little more of a slap in the face to redirect my attention from the rest of my life to this subject. I see it coming along though. This week, besides the school stuff, which comes second to work, i decided to run 10 miles. A modest number as I will gradually increase it.
Push Past Pain.
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