Not Just Another Pretty Face in the Stands

I just hung up the phone with one of our gym rats: every team has one. They are the athletes who can’t shoot enough, run enough, lift enough. Our conversation is usually the same: “Do you care if I come by and get the keys?” to which I respond, “No, not at all.” But this time I threw her for a loop. “Yes, I do care if you come by and get the keys.” There was uncomfortable silence on the other end: “I care because I want you to be bigger, faster and stronger by the time schools starts,” to which I heard her giggling over whatever song was blaring on the radio her red VW bug (oh, to be young again). I always knew my husband’s athletes worked hard, but I don’t think I ever let them know on a daily basis how much I appreciate what they gave to the sport. I think we all need the summers to re-evaulate, recharge our batteries and make new commitments to all the relationships in our lives whether it’s your players, your children, your husband or the UPS man (I hope he gets here soon). I always have said that “You get what you give.” Be blessed.

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