The Boys Are Back In Town
The game is starting but I am not at the field yet and I am feeling a bit crazed about it. I should be smart and not play this year. I should sit it out because I don’t recover the way I used to but I love playing.
I am not old. I can still run. I can move and make an impact. I am not ready to lie down and give up, but I can’t ignore the clock and the impact of all of the years of pounding upon my body.
It will hurt tomorrow and the day after, but the adrenaline rush that comes today is powerful.
Fell in love with a post I wrote The Secret Behind Post Secret- Everyone Has A Story because it really touched a nerve for me. It is part of the click I have been waiting for.
Can’t find my cleats, where are my cleats. Yeah, I know my mind is bouncing around but I am always a bundle of energy. Sometimes you can feel the sparks fly off of me.
Live, love and laugh is the goal.
Can’t wait to see the guys. Don’t see most but a few times a year and today is one of them. Chance to say hi, catch up and remember what it was like to be in college, young and stupid.
Mix in the present and the joy of talking about what we do now, fun times. Got to run the boys are back in town.
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