I'm a member of the gold-medal winning 2010 US Women's National Team, coached high school football and now am in search of a way to live my passion in my 30s. These are uncharted waters ... stay tuned for the results.
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This might not be any different than any other day or time, but I feel with coaching, it's always on my mind. I'm worrying about the kid who didn't want to tell me what was so obviously wrong the other day in practice. I'm worrying that I don't know what's going on. I'm learning the rules for each of the OL positions and I finally think I have our base defensive alignment down. I feel bad for the kids because the other coaches think we are behind (of course they are worrying this privately themselves, but in our coaches' meeting every night it's a little public for our little group).
What I do think is different is this: I have such a cool opportunity and though there are many outliers and threats to my/our success, it's been a truly kismet arrangement so far. The two centers are both hard workers (pfft... we knew that!!!), there is a ton of support that goes into the team, and the county has rule…
The spring came in like a lion, and left with Journey.
Rewind two weeks to the start of spring football (more on that later) and to the end of our road with the biggest baby I've ever met. I returned from Houston for work and Josh from a wedding in South Carolina to find Ms. J fragile and unable to walk. The next week was spent at the Eastside Animal Hospital - with a brief back-and-forth-field trip.
There wasn't much upside to the week which included a giant bill (though substantially smaller than expected), test after test with few answers, a dog blood transfusion from Rex (resident "willing" donor) and heartbreak in eventually having to make a difficult decision to end Journey's life. The great part was meeting a team of people who perform their jobs with love, which we were comforted by during and after we said goodbye.
Journey was a modern story of a girl found on Craigslist by an unlikely pair, still grieving from the loss of Brutus (April 22, 2009). She …
I like to think I'm a pretty good mentor and coach. For all the days I feel pretty
good about, I suppose there are at least the same number of inconclusive
results. There are platitudes to help with this, spun by famous
coaches and motivators. I'm not sure if the real reason we are drawn to them is
because we, ourselves, are discouraged but I suspect that was part of the
reason this morning:
“Your talent determines what you
can do. Your motivation determines how much you are willing to do. Your attitude determines how well you do it." -
Vince Lombardi Of course, that's not to say
that I don't completely love this quote, or believe it, but it's
hard to keep grinding when you have no focus.
I'm focused on the 2012
Get-in-Shape-by-Physical-Torture-Routine. I suppose I could go work out only
three or four days each week and "orchestrate" some sort of
"other" routine, but I know I won't. This is the reason I keep taking
my lunch of rand…