2010 began like most years for me. Dick Clark did the countdown, the ball dropped, fireworks went off, and the calendar changed. Truthfully, I’ve never been much into new year’s resolutions because they don’t typically work.
The year was 1993. The Chicago Bulls had just won their third NBA Championship in a row, the first team to do so in 27 years. For the third consecutive year Michael Jordan was named the most valuable player (MVP) of the NBA Finals. In that Finals series against the Phoenix Suns, Jordan averaged an NBA Finals record 41 points per game, and still grabbed 8.5 rebounds per game and dished out 6.3 assists.
While my natural feeling may be to hang my head, put my hands over my face and sulk, my FAITH tells me that there is a plan for my life. A plan that includes this journey.
While it may seem foolish to some, having my dream, something I’ve been anticipating for such a long time, potentially swiped away just days before it is a reality, is extremely painful to me.
It’s sad that it seems to always take an injury for me to fully appreciate the part of me that is injured.
I suppose most people go through life the same way. We run, jump, run faster and jump higher and think nothing of it until a sickness or injury halts our movement. Then we WISH we could just run and jump, even a little.
In an effort to get in the best possible condition for my upcoming (gotta believe!) one-on-one battle with Michael Jordan, I’m focusing more of my time on one-on-one competition.
It was a little after 5am on Friday morning of last week. The sun had yet to welcome in the new day, but I felt like a small child on Christmas and I had done all the sleeping I could do.
ESPN has Robert ranked #84 overall in its top 100 players in the country going into this season. They have him ranked as the 25th best player at his position, shooting guard.
It was Saturday afternoon. Less than three days ago. A slight overcast watched from a distance. My brother and I had just finished playing two games of one-on-one. He had just beaten me twice. After walking together to get some water, we sat on the steel criss-cross patterned, green bench, just to the side of … Read more
This morning I could have been on my way to Miami. I could have been on my way to meet and have lunch with one of the biggest stars in today’s NBA. This morning I could have been on my way to meet LeBron James. The Opportunity Last Wednesday evening, almost as soon as I … Read more
NOW!!! A large part of me wanted to end the post there, with one word. That one word pretty much sums it up, so if you have other things to do, you can stop reading now and just know that you should begin your passion project NOW! If you are still reading…thank you! As Heavy … Read more
There was almost no post today. I had closed my macbook and given myself an excuse to miss my first scheduled posting. Last night I came home from playing hoops with the intent of finishing up a post for this morning. Instead, what began with one text message from a close friend, led to a … Read more
I sat in my car, still in the parking lot of Impact Basketball. I sat in silence, reflecting. I had just finished my final Impact Basketball workout on Saturday morning. I thought about where I was just eleven months ago. How I didn’t exercise. How I had basically given up the game of hoops. How … Read more
It’s Wednesday night in Sarasota. I’ve made it through the first five sessions of my Impact Basketball training. The first three days have been so much more than I ever could have expected! I’m loving it! My Impact Basketball Workout Schedule For the last two days and for the remainder of my time with Impact … Read more
Monday night: I’m sitting in my hotel room, at a small desk, feeling so unbelievably excited and worn out at the same time. I just finished my first workout of Impact Basketball Training and it far exceeded my expectations. Here’s the best rundown I can give right now, as my whole body is tired. Monday: … Read more