There are 3 ways to fly. Grow Wings, Buy a Plane Ticket, or Increase your vertical jump through strength and plyometric drills. I intend to hit all of these. I set a date on May 31st 2011 to hit my first dunk by June 1st 2012. It was as if I did not really care about it until the start of this year, but I will be hell bent on its accomplishment by the end of this blog, or subsequently the death of my battery. I want it for many reasons, the intrinsic value of survival, cardiovascular health and physical prowess on the basketball court, to the extraneous value of showboating and technical fouls. I want it because I am so close to the goal, that it attainable, yet difficult. I want it most because I said that I would do it, and nothing is as unsatisfactory as somebody who says something and does not deliver. To further increase the gravity in the room, I said it to myself, in writing, and even set a date. I must of predicted my resoluteness in a wager that will cost this blog post and everything before it. I true surmise if I mess this up. I Have put myself in a situation where I have to win, or I lose everything.
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I wagered precious memories. The desire doesn't just stop there. It started with getting cutfrom the basketball team. In some crazy sense that festers not at any potency outside my head, its redemption to the coaches who believed in other people. I have a hitlist with names on it. I still think about them everyday, and they still bother me. When I think of the Varsity Basketball Team, I am reminded of the lost childhood, but I smile because im forever inclined to never get cut again. I cut myself from taking the LSAT for the same reason I cant go to the dentist, because I am not a holder of proper health insurance. Im Broke and hope a bandage is enough for the cut above my eye given to me during battle.
I want it more than anything. I explained it briefly to my favorite girl. Who gives me encouragement but probably couldnt understand the immensity of the situation, the debits to my desire, and the emptiness i will feel if I dont pull through. I dont know if you understand that it will be a similar emptiness than that of which comes if you were to leave me for another person. Probably worse, because i have made you no promises, yet have publicly promised myself I would get through this. I do things like this, because in order for me to live, i need to grow. I can't sit here in one place. Some people encourage that life is about making alot of money, and i had to stand back and disagre. It makes me feel good to see progress. Sure making money is not a bad thing, but at what cost. I tend to keep myself at edge as I start with Parker on August 15th. What's left is that I have much time to fill and very little money to enjoy myself with. Until August 15th, I have to live basic, and when I say basic, all i mean is basic needs, Food, Water, Love and Basketball. I dont care about anything else. Dunking will make me feel better than any thing injected, ingested or released. I want to get into athletic shape for the right reasons, and If I achieve my goal, everything will fall into place.
On June 1st. 2012 67 days from right now. I will demonstrate that there are are 3 ways to fly. I will be in the Midwest attending an orientation. I will increase my vertical leap, and through the fulfillment of my goals, I will have grown wings to help lift me into another level of Goal Setting. If you were to ask me why I want to Dunk, I would answer back politely..
I wagered precious memories. The desire doesn't just stop there. It started with getting cutfrom the basketball team. In some crazy sense that festers not at any potency outside my head, its redemption to the coaches who believed in other people. I have a hitlist with names on it. I still think about them everyday, and they still bother me. When I think of the Varsity Basketball Team, I am reminded of the lost childhood, but I smile because im forever inclined to never get cut again. I cut myself from taking the LSAT for the same reason I cant go to the dentist, because I am not a holder of proper health insurance. Im Broke and hope a bandage is enough for the cut above my eye given to me during battle.
I want it more than anything. I explained it briefly to my favorite girl. Who gives me encouragement but probably couldnt understand the immensity of the situation, the debits to my desire, and the emptiness i will feel if I dont pull through. I dont know if you understand that it will be a similar emptiness than that of which comes if you were to leave me for another person. Probably worse, because i have made you no promises, yet have publicly promised myself I would get through this. I do things like this, because in order for me to live, i need to grow. I can't sit here in one place. Some people encourage that life is about making alot of money, and i had to stand back and disagre. It makes me feel good to see progress. Sure making money is not a bad thing, but at what cost. I tend to keep myself at edge as I start with Parker on August 15th. What's left is that I have much time to fill and very little money to enjoy myself with. Until August 15th, I have to live basic, and when I say basic, all i mean is basic needs, Food, Water, Love and Basketball. I dont care about anything else. Dunking will make me feel better than any thing injected, ingested or released. I want to get into athletic shape for the right reasons, and If I achieve my goal, everything will fall into place.
On June 1st. 2012 67 days from right now. I will demonstrate that there are are 3 ways to fly. I will be in the Midwest attending an orientation. I will increase my vertical leap, and through the fulfillment of my goals, I will have grown wings to help lift me into another level of Goal Setting. If you were to ask me why I want to Dunk, I would answer back politely..
D. It is Written.
