Allow me to explain the above image a little bit.
This year, for the first time since I was eligible back in elementary school, I won’t be playing organized basketball. And this isn’t because of some eligibility requirement or a gruesome injury.
Academically, I’m cruising. Physically, even with my asthma, I’m in one of the best conditions I’ve ever been in. Mentally, I’m tight. Shoot, I’m even growing spiritually.
I’m not ending my basketball career a month before the start of my final collegiate season because of a shortcoming in any of these areas. There’s no reason I can’t continue my college basketball career. But I’m choosing not to.
The opportunity cost is simply too high.
We’ve all heard the saying that Rome wasn’t built in a day. But a lot of us, myself included, often act like it was.
In some shape or form, we all desire to be or attain something we hold to be
I’ve always been curious where people do versus where the should draw the lines between family and otherwise. At what point, and in what situations, do you
I love proving people wrong. I love beating the odds and pushing past perceived limitations. Heck, I simply love winning. But more than that, I love overcoming. I’m sure you and most everyone else does too…or at least the concept of it.
Yet, quite frankly, most people don’t win. They don’t overcome. At least not to the degree that they want to. And from what I’ve seen, the reason for this is quite simple: people don’t run towards struggle. Instead, it seems like the majority of people procrastinate, if not altogether try to avoid things that would lead to a struggle in any shape or form.
#OneSentenceSaturday is cool and all, but I’ve been wanting to share a bit more of my creative writing. So…I’ve decided to start posting excerpts! I’ll post these writing excerpts at least once per week once per week and would love to hear your feedback, positive or negative, in the comments below (or via my contact page)!
Right before my senior season of high school basketball, my doctor told me that, due to the state of my asthma, I shouldn’t play organized sports. Not just basketball either, but any organized sport. To be honest, I can’t say I was surprised, particularly given
I’m loading. Have been for a while. In fact, I’ve been processing since this last spring semester, working my behind off in the background so that the image that eventually appears is as clear, crisp, and sharp as can be. Without getting into specifics, I’ve been learning a lot throughout it all; enough to know that it’s time for me to hit the refresh button.
This site has remained stagnant for far too long as I was seemingly MIA. I’ve still been productive in the meantime though. Since I last posted here, I finished my second semester at TKC, finished the basketball season, had a tremendous track season, got an internship, and did a whole host of other things. But most importantly, I’ve been writing. A lot. And with the #onesentencesaturday I’m starting today, I’m ready to slowly ease into promoting my work.
It’s a new year – 2018. And with a new year comes new year resolutions. For the next few weeks our gyms will be crowded, our libraries bustling, and our alarm clocks adhered to. Then February will hit, and the majority of people who made new year resolutions will soon fall off if they haven’t already. If you made any new year resolutions, I wish you the best in becoming one of the few to actually achieve your goal(s). Personally, however, I didn’t make a new years resolution. I didn’t need to. Day in and day out, my resolution has been the same for a couple of years now, and will continue to be the same in all the days and years to come. For my resolution is my ultimate life goal: to