So far the only thing I have stuck with that I didn't HAVE to was college. And I am SO proud of that, even if I am not using my degree as I wish I was.
Derby will be my next . . . conquest, if you will. Life seems to be getting the better of me. Between working two jobs, trying to see the kiddos, take care of the dog, take care of the house and, oh yeah, take care of me . . . I am getting pulled in a bunch of different directions.
I am going to MAKE derby fit. It HAS to fit. IT WILL FIT. I will not give this up.
I agree that I am a pretty selfish person, I work on not being that way. Believe me, it's a daily stuggle sometimes. I won't give derby up though because it is teaching me some great life lessons about getting up when you have been knocked down (literally and figuratively). It has taught me when I have a bad day, sometimes all I want is to get my ass kicked at practice. I want to do elbow taps until my abs seize and then I want to do cherry pickers. But it also teaches me that there are more important things like family and friends and silly animals that eat chocolate at really inopportune times. (Not that there is a GOOD time for dogs to eat chocolate.)
Derby gives me something to be proud of. There have only been TWO times since I started in November where I was mad when I left practice. And those two times I felt like I had given up. I hadn't given the 110% I know I can. I know that I am improving and it is the small victories that keep me coming back, not to mention the awesome AWESOME people and a GREAT reason to wear wicked shorts.
I can't WAIT to be where I want to be. . . but I will wait, no matter how long it takes.
Very truly yours,
amErica the Brutiful
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