My body is soccer

My body is soccer. My head is the Keeper. The Keeper is the leader on the field. The keeper is one who keeps everyone in check. The keeper is the ultimate decision whether or not anything gets into my mind.

The first line of defense is the food I eat. I don't want a crappy defenove line. With a crappy defensive line, your team has virtually any hope. I want the food I want to be strong and healthy, I want it to be a natural, the defense decides whether or not it will be difdicult for the rest of the team.

My forwards are my exercising, and exercising hard. There is no hope of us winning a game if we don't have people who can score. I won't be healthy and fit if I don't exercise. The forwards are the play makers. If I don't exercise, nothing happens.

The midfield is what brings it all together. In this case, the midfield is the mental game. Granted, the Keeper is the head who has the ULTIMATE decision of who wins, but throughout the game, whatever the midfielders do is what happens. If I don't have MY mental game on, I have no hope of getting my eating under control, or amping up my exercise. I have to have my head on strait to win. Midfield has to play well for the team to play well and be cohesive.

My body is soccer. My life.

Too late

The other night, I couldn't sleep. Literally couldn't sleep. Those days I was up for more than 30 hours. I was exhausted. I never realized how much a person thinks when you are up through the night. There is just so much extra time. In reality I should've gotten up and done homework, or a core workout, or read from the Book of Mormon, but I didn't. I simply browsed pintetest on my phone, watched Netflix, and got up to pee a couple times.

That day, I got to talk with the coach at SVU. I am on the team!!!! I'm so excited! That was probably why I couldn't sleep. I think this revelation to finally get my butt in gear. Anything to get what it takes. I need to do something. I have the half marathon in a month, and soccer two months after that. It will be a long process. And I know that I can do it. I just need to actually do it. Knowing and doing are two, VERY different things.


I've decided I am going to do one of those free write things where you have like two minutes to write out everything and anything that comes to your mind. I don't think I will post it on here. It would probably be too gruesome and depressing. I will leave that to a more private area like my journal.

Into another night.

P.S. The Lord is the same yesterday, today, and forever.
That seemed to take on a new meaning for me today.