There comes a time in the emergent athlete’s life when they realise they have to finally shed the drab cocoon grey of the unwashed t-shirt, the shorts which had been shoved unceremoniously into the bottom of a bin bag many years ago during a unexpected change of student digs and the trainers which were the height of fashion back in the day when clogs were de rigeur in the trendiest school chum circles: and stretch out into the day light, shining in a luminescent orange Trumpian glow, fresh from a visit to their local nuclear power plant. In this transformatory moment, you can see high energy neutron beams shooting out from every limb and cranny, invigorating their sense of purpose and instilling a new determination to beat yesterday’s achievement of 0.07692308 BPM.
The metamorphosis of the emergent athlete from wannabe to andwhynote is a startling sight. It is even more of a startling experience for the athlete themselves who is able to look at themselves in a new, surprising light and find themselves asking themselves “Could I? Should I? What if…?”
For a few seconds a new career in basketball beckons. And then a few seconds later, once it’s taken over 50 shots to see the first ball of the day reluctantly fall through the hoop and down past the net with a grudging swoosh, reality seeps back in and the day job becomes an oasis of calm and serenity.
It’s all very well to dress to impress, impress for success or success in a dress but in the end, no amount of sleek shorts, body hugging t-shirts or ergonomic trainers are going to be able to counteract the emergent athlete’s inability to throw a ball in a curved enough line so that it flies in a graceful arc up and over to a welcoming net and thrilling swoosh noise.
Having said that, the statistics are a bit more bearable.
Attempts =190 (up by 1 from yesterday)
Near Misses = 107 ( up 20 from yesterday)
Scores = 7 (up by 5 from yesterday)
BPM = 0.26923077 (up by 0.19230769 from yesterday)
Effort = 0.03684211 (up by 0.0262601 from yesterday)
The Only Way is Up! as Yazz used to sing for the Maltese Labour Party back in 1988. Whether or not she was singing in a bright orange leotard is another matter but it’s a song to get your red blood cells racing, ready for tomorrow’s challenge.
You can find out why I’m involved in the 2.6 Challenge – and how you can help – here.
(Thanks to Tahir for the opportunity to dress, impress and the road to success!)