Eyes Wide Open

Have a lot to write about after white mountain but I don't feel like doing it now. Wrote some fairly comprehensive notes so hopefully it will get done later in the week. In the meantime, have a lot to think about. Good tournament.

I looked for you on the Trident

Red is my color. 18 and 0, boom dat.

Playing today got me really pumped for white mountain. Playing summer league with a good bunch of people, no stakes really, is a great way to remember why ultimate is so much fun.
It also made me really excited to play with people who know how to play really, really well.

Goals for the weekend:
Fit into the system. Only make throws that are easy and open.
Have fun with it, keep it weird.

T Flexin.

Edit yo also winning is awesome. I am a champion.
Now gotta work on helping our team be champions, at a much higher level. Gonna learn mad shit this weekend, yes. Love.

1st Session Redux

Been a while, blog old fellow old blog.
Not really sure what to write about. I tried out for a team and did not get cut. Nice streak to break.

Clinic with the youngsters is going well. At this point I am very comfortable teaching throwing mechanics, and the development the kids have had, particularly the 8th graders, has led to some really good games.
Today a seventh grader tagged along and showed them all up, though. Those kids have been throwing for a lot longer and it shows.

Workout time.

Just do it

I had a really good blog post in mind but I lost it. Something about motivation and success, not even directly frisbee related. Huh.

Sometimes if you don't blog em, you lose em.
What can a guy do.

Feeling fit and good. On, summer.
Lots of shit to get accomplished.
Go.

Self Improvement

Totally flossed tonight.
Boom dat.

Twenty Three (Trying to Find a Balance)

Working out feels so good. I am at least 30% happier since I got back on the grind, and while there's a while to go until I feel in the swing of things again, this is a positive sign. While the last month of bodily neglect paid off for my artwork, it has not done much good for myself esteem.

Also I may have a broken throwing finger. It is making it really hard to throw accurately, and it hurts a reasonable amount which is just as well because it is telling me to stop doing stuff with it until I get it checked out.

Frustrating but so it goes. This month is hectic and since I can't make ultimate my number one priority I have to compensate in small ways.

Small ways:
Hydrate more! More water more.
Throw and catch more! Everyday. Lefty, I guess. Euugh.

Getting my train on track, getting my ducks in a row.
Onward into the future.

Oh PS while it is hard to throw because of my finger, my form is not helping. It is not consistent because I have caught the lazy bug. Well joke's on you lazy bug, you will be crushed. Balance.

I don't like this blog post. Yeah, balance. Balance is the key. I need to balance my arrogance with my psychosis and figure out what to project to the world. Insecurity or confidence? Does it matter?
Confidence.

Nunchuck Gecko.

Just keep adding until it makes sense.

I know we'll be just fine

Was scrolling through past blog titles and noticed PWE. At first I could not recall what that meant. It only took a second to spark, and of course Emily remembered even quicker, although I'll cite her sobriety's edge and her wonderfully quick brain for whatever repressed aspect of my ego needs to win at everything.

Practice. Winning. Everyday. 

That was my mantra in my last college semester both for ultimate and life. Lately it has been more PDE which is a lot less productive, although we've been making the most out of our last weeks in New Paltz and it has been fun.

Home soon, and it will be a mad dash to organize my life for the summer and beyond. When the dust settles, I will have a life plan and projects to work on in spades, and I need to make sure I adjust my attitude for many reasons, not the least of which being that I need to work more on my ultimate game so I can be a baller contribute to the club team, and also so I start feeling good about myself as an athlete. 

At the very least, my baseline athleticism going into the season is the highest it has ever been, my ultimate  is the highest it has ever been, and the game is making all kinds of sense to me in ways it never did before. But in the midst of all the craziness of my threee weeks at home, if this is going to be a successful season for me, is putting in the hard early work to shake off the rust, finding the motivation to run when it hurts more than normal and that little insecure part of me starts slinging mean words to dampen the fire. 

Have a good Thursday, all.

PS THIS is hilarious, brings back the funny memories from surgery. Never had to deal with anything like a torn mcl or worse though, hope ya'll join me in wishing Brodie a speedy recovery. Ultimate needs him.