See it, Believe it, Acheive it, Repeat it

Just thought of this title. I know, I'm money. Goals sometimes unobtainable aspects of what we want to be. I just want to jump but my legs are so damn sore(Samuel L. Jackson voice). I knew it would hurt and know it will pass. I never had a lot of stamina through life, but growing up if I had a little break, I knew I could come back just as good. I want to be great at what I do. Great? what the hell is this kid talking about, right? Great to me is how you carry yourself. You are respected not only for what you do, but what you didn't do. I have the same goals I've had but now I want the love to carry me through. Nothing but love and the simple joy of it all.

The title is serves as the mantra. This isn't something I thought I could just give up. I'm taking it for what it is and appreciating it. Doing it alone will be tough, but I will take on the challenge and hope that things change through my efforts. Its not always about the results, but the commitment to the effort.

I Come Alive in the Night Time

Tonight was the first time I've run in awhile but it felt good but very real. A couple lingering, nagging, nothing to keep me back injuries showing their ugly little heads once more. It humbled me in the nostalgia of the night. Breaking the law cause the sunset was awhile ago but I just had to go. Darkness surrounded me except for street lamps and porches. A few kids playing basketball in the court across from me let me know I wasn't crazy. brought it back to 09-10 with the warmup, nice and easy.
Have to admit it feels hella good to get back on the horse, but I am the horse?(get that one when you can, no rush) Obviously, this will only hold up for a a few weeks as i want to transition to a primarily track surface. It's a day by day hussle, not to be confused with work, cause work is what we do to get by, I do this to live.

Thanks for the support past, present, and future



Write and take Flight, that's me

Don't Call it a Comeback?

Or is it? I'm not sure what's PC but today was the first day towards chasing some goals. Some time away has allowed me to reflect on jumping. I got lost in the memories and as September approaches, I realize its been awhile since I've been here. I thought about hanging things up, honestly. Thought about life after and I can't say I truly believed in it. I still practice the beginning of my approach at work, imagining what it feels like. I still think about coming off the board perfect and landing in the sand. The one thing that I think of constantly is "How will I do it"? I think about rainy mornings and cold nights so I'll have to invest in some weather gear.

The thing is I love it and everything it brings out of me. I appreciate everything it has become to me. It's part of who I am rather than something I do.

Write and take Flight, that's me...