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Back to Italy

The athlete's perseverance and sacrificial character is assumed before the athlete performs. Then, as they compete, they fall. It is a moment of collapse that ends their expected accomplishment. It breaks my heart.

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A Euphoric Win

This last year, during a dominoes game, I did the uncharacteristic and unusual practice during one of our games. I won. I won.

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Positive Thinking

There have been many things in life that I have failed. There are more things I have failed at in life than I have succeeded in. I could fill up Blogs for the next year listing everything I have failed at in this life.

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Olympic Sized Collapse

The athlete's years of preparation, personal and financial planning for the sport they love. The athlete's perseverance and sacrificial character is assumed before the athlete performs.

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Smells like teen spirits

So, as a six-grade kid, I learned from that episode, that I would never be in a car with others drinking alcohol. It was a commitment that I made for myself.

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We are the metaphorical bat

I remember one night of skating when I was in the 6th grade. A friend and I went roller skating on the “teen night.” The roller-skating rink was about a 20-minute car ride from home. 

I knew when we finished skating her older sister would be there to give us a ride home. Unbeknownst to me, her teen sister was driving the car with three other teens her age. 

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Goodbye baby bat.

I put the box down. I then leaned toward the box so I could pick up the bat. Well, the bat had other ideas…

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A baby bat!

Having raised baby chicks, I knew light would get some warmth on the bat. The bat was still playing dead, but I also sensed he was cold, not dead. It was a bit chilly on this winter January day.

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