Monday, August 11, 2014
23 and the Colorado Ladies
I know I am not....but they have made me feel like part of their family.
So much cool shit happened at this game.
First time they had a light weight class for women....5...yes 5 ladies in the class. I think there were more masters throwers in the open class than ever before. I watched a brand new master's lady throw her very first game. All pr's! In our first even, sheaf, in a group of 13 women (yes 13!) more than half either matched or set a new pr. Even me! 23'
The rest of my day was ok. Got back to a 60 foot for the light weight for distance, 80+ on light hammer, 31+ on open stone. Not sure why I am not making the jumps I had hoped for...I mean, I know any pr is a pr and in sheaf I am thrilled, but I am not having those kick ass games, you know? At least in my throws. And, well, maybe I am at a plateau, and maybe I can't or won't find the time to really push through that....I am not saying I don't want to throw my best, I am just at a place where I have to acknowledge that there are a boat load of things happening in my life right now and I am choosing...I am choosing to focus on those things. I know it sounds insane with Scotland around the corner, but sometimes trying to force focus else where...just....doesn't....work.
I am thrilled I am going.
I am so humbled by the support I have received.
I will throw the best I can those three days.
I have no desire to go out there and prove something, nor beat anyone but maybe walk away with a pr or two. Which...may not happen either. This weekend, these women, were a great reminder of why I love this sport.
I do hope to make all the people who are sending me on this trip proud of me, but you know, I hope they know me well enough to know that I am proud to throw...proud to be strong...proud to stand on that field....proud that I have learned to be big and not shrink.
Thank you...thank you...thank you.