Halfway

Halfway
Everything that you do there is always a halfway point. And usually in SUU football when it gets to that halfway point your thinking, "shit it looked easy on paper." Whether it is in the weight room or a training camp, there is always a detailed paper that is going to squeeze every last(legal according to the NCAA) second out of your life. When you get your paper at the first of the week for your scheduled lift it never looks that bad. But halfway through every lift your muscles are on fire and your sweating bullets. Training camp is the same way. But it happens every day, every week, and every camp. During training camp by lunch thirty you have already been to yoga, ate breakfast, watched film with Ronnie, had a full practice, showered, and taken an ice bath. And that is only halfway through a day. Believe me at noon your thinking good day fellers see ya tomorrow morning. Days like that make for a long week, and an even longer three weeks. Wednesday night when you lay down in your twin bed inside Jupiter your thinking, "thank god it is halfway through this week."



We are halfway done with spring ball and it is bitter sweet. It is my last spring ball with my boys and I can't help but think that our time together has passed that 'halfway'. Pretty soon summer is going to be halfway, then fall camp, then our season, then halftime at our final game. Which by god better be long after what is on our schedule. Then we will be halfway home on a plane from somewhere. The next thing we know it will be halfway through the awards banquet, and if you get to speak at it, don't make me want to leave halfway through your life story. Then halfway through your life you will think, "shit are you sure I am only halfway?" Then you will look back at everything we had to go through, and think to yourself, "It better be down hill from here."