#2 - Athleticism
I am tall. Not super tall, but tall. Because I'm tall, I felt like I should play sports. So I did... sort of. I have gravel permanently embedded in my knees from hurdles, my knees are also permanently purplish-red from volleyball injuries... and the list goes on and on. I played a year of high school volleyball, but got cut the next year. But I'm pretty sure I rocked at churchball (every sport but softball). So up until this year I had a pretty good self image about my athletic abilities. But now the veil has been lifted and I realize how freakin' awkward I am. Still. At 28 years old. I still love playing volleyball and I occasionally will enjoy a run, but I am not fooling anyone (especially not myself) into believing that I'm actually good. I have come to grips with this fact. And I will continue to play, not because I think I'm good, but because it's fun. (Thanks to our friends, the Swensons, for helping us pretend we're athletes!)
Saturday, December 19, 2009
Wrong... continued
Posted by Bonnie at Saturday, December 19, 2009
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3 comments:
im glad you figured this out for yourself, we as your family have been meaning to share this with you for a while. Those volleyball games at Sacred Heart were the best.....
Yeah, you're a clutz. I didn't know you were unaware of this fact. Remember the van and the "earthquake" in your front yard?!? We still love you, though (and you are AWESOME for participating in The Human Race!!).
Bonnie, Bonnie, Bonnie... I'm pretty sure the helmet should have been one of the first clues that you and athletics have a love-hate relationship! But, like you, despite my complete lack of athleticism, I still enjoy playing just for the sake of having some fun.
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