Two weeks and 700 push ups later I can drop and give you 20. Or I can drop and give you 12 pointing push ups. Those are real exciting. Do a push up and then, while supporting yourself on one arm, reach out the other one and the opposite leg. Point. Anybody who has been through boot camp is still snorting I'm sure, but two more weeks and maybe I'll be giving you 50. I've reached a new plane of thought during our daily practices these last weeks. It's about attitude. Track is at least 90% attitude. If i don't think I can do it, I won't be able to. If I think I can, and especially if my teammates are there to encourage me, I can. If I go out defeated already than I won't do it. If I choose to focus on hammer footwork then I do it and I do it right, but if, when coach tells me to practice footwork, I internally groan line drills stink! I hate spinning in circles then I might as well leave because I'm know I won't be trying that hard.
I had to take that attitude with me to a test today. Thia last week I have only complained about a particular class and professor, seeing only the dismal side of the experience. Today we had our midterm. When I woke up this morning I decided to just do it. To shut my mouth and nike. That did not make the test any less difficult, but I decided to do it and give the hour and fifteen minutes my best shot - so I did. My essay was still weaker than I would have liked, and so were a thirty-seven other things. but I did it and I did it with a good attitude...and had a good frustrated cry afterwards. Just ask my mother.
I can do anything I choose to. What will you choose to do, to think?
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