I like to think I never had an identity crisis when I hung it up. Many teamates did. (Sorry yall!) In a matter of months, I walked away, graduated, and got married. I was extremely confidant in all 3 of these decissions. Heart felt prayer and contemplation helped me understand that was indeed the Lord´s will. Aligning mine with His isn´t always the easiest though. But oh so rewarding.
I was in denial about my knee and it´s capabilities with playing 100%. My pride made it tough to give up remaining years of elgibility. The last year is supposed to be a glory year. For all you aspiring athletes, I´m here to tell you it´s not. But that´s what makes sport´s competition so rewarding. It´s hard work. Character grows when a billigerant coach/trainor (not neccessairly at BYU) is yelling to do the impossible and somehow you just find a way to do it.
I´m going a different direction than intended. But I went to a practice the other day and so many emotions came flooding back. I heard some bball terminology I haven´t heard of or thought about in years. I had a flashback of seeing some teammate´s running some of the same formations too. I couldn´t stick around to watch the post-practicing running. That stuff makes me sick--probably because I´m so out of shape. It´s pathetic. Dare I get in the bod pod and compare my body fat?
But I´m glad things worked out the way they did. When I decided enough was enough and I went to talk academics with my advisor, she told me I could graduate. I had no idea. So when most people glory in their last final, I cried. I was expecting at least 2 more years of elgibility/school. I didn´t think I had near enough credits. Year-round bball/school will do that though.
It was good for me to get a real job. My adult trainining continued on with work. The crazy travel scheduale and customer service experience stretched me in different ways.
So here I am now, maddly in love, 2.5 years now going on eternity, with a gent not raised in the South--credits to his dear mom and dad. I´m the big 2-5 overwhelmed with how life has unfolded. I´m a positive person for the most part but don´t get me wrong, I´ve had my struggles. Bball was one big trail really--but rewarding.
So where am I now? I´m a stay at home
(I wish I had a pic of myself Freshman yr playing where I was at least 35 lbs heavier. I think it´s time to start lifting weights again.)