Two Years Worth of Reflection.
It has been two years since I stepped on the hard court. Two years since I last dribbled a ball in the concrete floor savoring the its grip as I dictated where I wanted it to bounce off and into which direction. Of running to and from our own basket following the whims of a crazy ball which was dictated by the player handling it. I thought I had lost the feeling and the emotion that came with gripping the ball and passing it on the next player or the silent satisfaction of seeing your shot going through the net.I had reservations stepping into that floor. I left it a different man from who I am now, a few pounds lighter with a stamina that I had long since forgotten. I was there on the sidelines thinking that if I came into the game I'd definitely tire out easily and be the whopping ass and the laughing stock of the teams. I thought I had forgotten how to play but as soon as I dribbled that ball in play again after two years I realized that it was not that I forgot how to play, I just forgot to have fun in a game. For two years I slaved away in front of a screen typing in numbers and interpreting them. I was making a living, but I was not living.
Basketball reminded me that life is too short to waste on trivial things. As I started gasping for air after just a few minutes, I realized that I was selling myself short. I loved running, i loved basketball and i loved the camaraderie involved in playing a team game - and yet I was "deprioritising" all of them. Maybe the shortness of breath coupled with the mad endorphin rush I suddenly got was a gentle reminder that life is too short not to be enjoyed.
I am madly in love with a beautiful lady, I have a great family, I have a great (albeit, very tiring) job. Maybe now its just about right that I indulge myself once in a while.
And basketball might just be the answer. Let's play ball!
posted by JaY @ 11/22/2008 06:12:00 PM
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