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July 30, 2010Posted by on
Just talked to one of my former teammates a while back. He was the team captain from my sophomore year. We were training buddies for more than a year. I looked up to guy, not just as a track & field mentor, but as a worthy role model off the competition pitch as well.
In our conversation, we delved on the usual topics us track & field alumni talk about: updates on other teammates, sports stuff and upcoming night outs. He also floated a potential business idea, which I met with queasy reluctance.
Then it hit me. I have to grow up. Man up. As I near quarter-life, the only high point I can cite is my experiences on the track.
This reminded me of a quote from Hoosiers: “You know, a basketball hero around here is treated like a god, er, uh, how can he ever find out what he can really do? I don’t want this to be the high point of his life. I’ve seen them, the real sad ones. They sit around the rest of their lives talking about the glory days when they were seventeen years old.”
Does my life today paint a similar portrait? Am I en route to such an outcome?
Such a queries fill me with fear. I’ve always been very competitive, but it seems as if my entrance into the professional world extinguished this zest for perfection. Maybe I’m too entrenched at this ho-hum, dreary routine that I’ve lost that go-getter edge. I do not want the rest of my life to be defined by the humble athletic feats I once achieved.
It was a wake-up call.