October 7, 2007
Last week sucked. I don't know if I am supposed to use that word, but it did. Everyone kept telling me that it would get better and that things would be okay. I didn't really believe them because in my mind I just didn't see how it would. Well I was wrong. By the end of the week my life had basically made a 180 degree turn around.
I'm not going to lie though. At the beginning of the week I had a bit of an emotional meltdown. I thought that maybe college just wasn't for me. I'm not tough enough. I just want to go home- that sort of thing. If you have ever been to college, then you probably know the drill. My mother proceeded to tell me that I was college material, I was tough enough, and that quitting and coming home was not exactly a feasible option for me. I knew all along that it wasn't an option and that I really didn't want to go home. I guess I was just having a moment of weakness. Okay, maybe it was a half an hour long moment. That's trivial though. Moving on ... after my mom injected me (not literally) with a little confidence, I decided I needed a serious attitude adjustment. So I had a tough week. I didn't pass the basketball mile, and a few other things went not according to plan, at least not according to my plan. But in thinking about it, I realized that it could be so much worse. I mean I could have been attacked by a great white shark, hit by a rapid moving bicycle or have choked on my teriyaki chicken from the PUB, among other things. I realized that I needed to suck it up, step it up and pass that dang test.
On Tuesday afternoon I passed! It is hard to describe the sense of relief that I felt when I finished. My teammates helped me out so much by encouraging me and it was just an awesome experience. It sounds corny to call it an experience, but for me it really was. I had to overcome so much mental struggle, and I did. Everyone knew that I could do it. And I felt like I went out there and finally proved to myself that I really could.
From there the week rolled on as smooth as smooth could be. I decided to go home over the weekend, because it was our last one off until Christmas. I had a great time with my family. I went to my nephew's soccer games, and that was so fun. One of my nephews, Colt, who is only 6, made a diving save as goalie and I think I was screaming louder than anyone at the game. It was great. My mom and I got facials and pedicures, and sleeping in my own bed was unbelievably terrific. Overall it was just an incredible and relaxing weekend.
I was telling my parents that writing this blog is like being on a reality TV show. (Except on a way smaller scale) I feel like every week I am in the diary or confession room telling you about my latest drama. I just so happen to love reality TV though, so this whole thing is kind of fun. Well folks, the conditioning test saga is over, but tune in next week because we have our first practice of the season! J