"Happiness is not something you feel, it is something you do." - This is the takeaway for me in an essay full thoughts that will keep me pondering. Great essay, Terrell and I admire your reading list!!!
Neither one of my sons was very athletic at a young age. One liked to draw, like his father, and the other liked books. When my oldest wanted to try Karate, I joined with him. It was something we could do together. He stuck with it for almost two years before he grew tired of the tough workouts. I never pressured him to continue. When I started something as a child, my father NEVER let me quit. If it's not fun, they'll eventually get bored. Even as an adult, I like to try different things. Some I've stuck with, but others went by the wayside. I continue with my two loves, running and writing, and never plan to stop.
Loved the article on your son. I, too played basketball in the "60s when girls were considered "delicate." I was a guard for our team. We could only go to the half line of the gym and then had to stop. Forwards got to go over the line and the length of the court, as I remember. Loved team sports, especially volley ball and the trampoline--not a team, but it took the whole class to be spotters. It's fun and exciting. The best thing was I got to go on bus trips and home games and my parents were not there!! So many things I loved about school that excluded my parents being there. . . Not that I didn't love my parents, there were just so many things I wanted to try out that they would tell me not to do. . . I guess it was the beginning of helicopter or landscaping parents.
I tried not to do that with my daughter. Oh well, she has found her own way. I never would have pushed computers or games (not my cup of tea) . . but now at 35 she is happy with them. Even at my "advanced" age I keep discovering what I really like to be and do. It took pushing two "directing" husbands away, but I'm finally finding myself!!
Too soon, we get old, too late, we get smart! :)
Not training, but walking. I ran yesterday . . . a little bit at a time. Breath is better. BTW. The Diamond Eye is a really good book. . . exciting from the beginning, hard to put down!
I am training for a half in April and my goal is to get into the 1:30’s! I’m also homeschooling my little 5-year-old daughter and she wants to learn how to run longer so she can complete a 5K, but we don’t know what she’s interested in yet. She takes piano and tumbling lessons. The future is wide open at this point with so much possibility and so little known.
Ironic in light of your piano kid analogy: in today’s NYT is an article about a young man whose dad pushed him so hard in golf that he achieved greatness--and then “dropped out.”
Good morning Terrell. Though I'm a few days behind, wonderful read. It's always amazing how what you write always hits home, for both me individually as well "the gang" here.
Thank you T. Good thoughts here that I will continue to ponder. We went to my oldest grand daughter’s basketball game last weekend. (8) I was struck by the way they did it. The ref was constantly coaching and encouraging the kids. It was so cool. And like you, I could see the various levels of talent. But each one was encouraged, and not pressured. I do not know how long that lasts as she gets older, but it seems like a good foundation.
It is also the approach we are taking with two of our adult children who have thrown us a big curveball. Very hurtful to us. But, we are seeking to understand first and expressing our undying love for them. We are hoping and praying for a time when we can coach more for change, but for now it is just trying to be loving. And yes, running is a great processing time for all of it.
.Did you ever read Indiana Jones--it's a kid's book--and Find your own Ending? There may be more, I don't know. I would start the story which was great. then pick an ending. I never found an ending that was any good! (Darn!) Seems to me that book applies to this lifetime. . . started out great and had a lousy end. Well, now I'm on to a new story. . .we'll see where it goes from there. :)
Do check out The Diamond Eye. I have not read historical fiction in a long, long time, but this one is certainly captivating!
Thanks for sharing that, it’s a really lovely. You sound like a great dad, noticing that about your kid.
I’ve never gotten into running but LOVE a cycle ride and am out on my bike for a few miles most days. My husband likes to catch sight of me coming down the road because I always look so content, and now my 6 year old is a confident (and speedy) cyclist.
I always feel for the new years resolutioners, miserably plodding along. I just think the best exercise is the one you can find pleasure in - you can’t hate yourself fit!
"Happiness is not something you feel, it is something you do." - This is the takeaway for me in an essay full thoughts that will keep me pondering. Great essay, Terrell and I admire your reading list!!!
Neither one of my sons was very athletic at a young age. One liked to draw, like his father, and the other liked books. When my oldest wanted to try Karate, I joined with him. It was something we could do together. He stuck with it for almost two years before he grew tired of the tough workouts. I never pressured him to continue. When I started something as a child, my father NEVER let me quit. If it's not fun, they'll eventually get bored. Even as an adult, I like to try different things. Some I've stuck with, but others went by the wayside. I continue with my two loves, running and writing, and never plan to stop.
Loved the article on your son. I, too played basketball in the "60s when girls were considered "delicate." I was a guard for our team. We could only go to the half line of the gym and then had to stop. Forwards got to go over the line and the length of the court, as I remember. Loved team sports, especially volley ball and the trampoline--not a team, but it took the whole class to be spotters. It's fun and exciting. The best thing was I got to go on bus trips and home games and my parents were not there!! So many things I loved about school that excluded my parents being there. . . Not that I didn't love my parents, there were just so many things I wanted to try out that they would tell me not to do. . . I guess it was the beginning of helicopter or landscaping parents.
I tried not to do that with my daughter. Oh well, she has found her own way. I never would have pushed computers or games (not my cup of tea) . . but now at 35 she is happy with them. Even at my "advanced" age I keep discovering what I really like to be and do. It took pushing two "directing" husbands away, but I'm finally finding myself!!
Too soon, we get old, too late, we get smart! :)
Not training, but walking. I ran yesterday . . . a little bit at a time. Breath is better. BTW. The Diamond Eye is a really good book. . . exciting from the beginning, hard to put down!
Ok, you deserve a subscription. :)
I am training for a half in April and my goal is to get into the 1:30’s! I’m also homeschooling my little 5-year-old daughter and she wants to learn how to run longer so she can complete a 5K, but we don’t know what she’s interested in yet. She takes piano and tumbling lessons. The future is wide open at this point with so much possibility and so little known.
Ironic in light of your piano kid analogy: in today’s NYT is an article about a young man whose dad pushed him so hard in golf that he achieved greatness--and then “dropped out.”
https://www.nytimes.com/2023/01/26/sports/golf/anthony-kim-tiger-woods.html?unlocked_article_code=AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAACEIPuonUktbfqIhkSVUZBSbORd89sgbBiv_Lzvs1gGP-Ky6EDDVDyqEJAoeN4QLSYq1vfJ0zwzGfDpdnAYMYecZTnKVZLlA_DE6huIeFk5AIZHo_8d65BDxrmsidAu99rDGxMiywcb12geDh7x-NPWi7UKff0mYzZ1ow-esTfl6q3nQDx63BA7Q1joE4haF9c8g8ETQQZyCKve3qCwF-P7iFZhLb7QowXYJJSG2Z3I7cu_9bLlIkWR-RR2h_4G099NpcJNocWa70JBIkc8f06q4DyNGpR-qagTOUnODv88V5aw&smid=nytcore-ios-share&referringSource=articleShare
This is fantastic. Thanks. P
Good morning Terrell. Though I'm a few days behind, wonderful read. It's always amazing how what you write always hits home, for both me individually as well "the gang" here.
Thanks for this insight on parenting and on our own pursuits. My 9-year-old is also doing his first season of basketball!
Thank you T. Good thoughts here that I will continue to ponder. We went to my oldest grand daughter’s basketball game last weekend. (8) I was struck by the way they did it. The ref was constantly coaching and encouraging the kids. It was so cool. And like you, I could see the various levels of talent. But each one was encouraged, and not pressured. I do not know how long that lasts as she gets older, but it seems like a good foundation.
It is also the approach we are taking with two of our adult children who have thrown us a big curveball. Very hurtful to us. But, we are seeking to understand first and expressing our undying love for them. We are hoping and praying for a time when we can coach more for change, but for now it is just trying to be loving. And yes, running is a great processing time for all of it.
Terrell, I wasn't sure where to send or post this, but I know a lot of people on your site, including you, would enjoy it--especially #4!
https://nosidebar.com/5-ways-to-stop-merely-escaping-and-add-value-to-everyday-life/
It can take forever. .
.Did you ever read Indiana Jones--it's a kid's book--and Find your own Ending? There may be more, I don't know. I would start the story which was great. then pick an ending. I never found an ending that was any good! (Darn!) Seems to me that book applies to this lifetime. . . started out great and had a lousy end. Well, now I'm on to a new story. . .we'll see where it goes from there. :)
Do check out The Diamond Eye. I have not read historical fiction in a long, long time, but this one is certainly captivating!
Thanks for sharing that, it’s a really lovely. You sound like a great dad, noticing that about your kid.
I’ve never gotten into running but LOVE a cycle ride and am out on my bike for a few miles most days. My husband likes to catch sight of me coming down the road because I always look so content, and now my 6 year old is a confident (and speedy) cyclist.
I always feel for the new years resolutioners, miserably plodding along. I just think the best exercise is the one you can find pleasure in - you can’t hate yourself fit!