Cold and Football
Wind whipping, shivers running down my spine
Pull my hood down low, endeavor to persevere.
Knowing the reasons for the shorter days does not make it better.
All of the bite that the morning brings floods my senses with
thoughts of elementary school and cold days on the playground at recess trying to gain the
affection of the pretty blonde girl who never liked me all that much.
And of course football.
The joy of the struggle, the smell of the grass and the coaches yelling.
I loved it all.
It was whole life, my identity.
The great days of Saturday morning little league games where I ran to exhaustion.
Then Dad and I went to the Maryland football games and I sat in the stands with my muddy uniform on.
All About Being a Lifer
What's a Lifer? Someone who isn't in to something for just a day, a month, a year...it's for life. Whether its training or your family or your job...it doesn't matter. You work at it, you build on it, you see the big picture . You don't miss workouts because it means something to you. You are like a Shakespearean actor- no matter what is going on in your life, you block it out when it's time to train. You walk into the weight room and all else disappears. Worry about it later.
