Today I started beginner adult tennis lessons and just had this moment of like, this is it. I have entered my mid life crisis 30 years early. Adult beginner sports lessons to me at least just have this connotation of I need to find myself because I sucked at everything as a child so this is my second chance to suck as an adult but I need something for myself to do. So positive.
This all began with these terrifying life before my eyes flashes I've been having. For some reason, I keep having these brain lapses where I mentally am myself, like, a year ago and am looking at my life today like what the hell did you do with yourself!
I say at the beginning of every year that I won't even recognize myself in a year, and everything I think the year will bring for me God will graciously grant me the exact opposite. For this year included, this theory has been spot on.
First issue I have found with my life is the fact that I somehow got myself to start my masters. I just had this moment of horror in wondering how the heck I got myself to start my master's program. Like I took the GMAT and have started this shabang 8 months after graduating normal college. Like let's calm down Christina 2016.
Second, I found equal horror in the fact that I had just about survived another Texas summer. Why the heck am I in Texas again? How did this happen again? Like I know God has an incredible sense of humor but c'mon!
Finally, I am in adult tennis lessons. And don't get me wrong, so far, so much fun and I'm really excited about them. But there's still this child part of my heart that is like this is the end. You are trying to find yourself through tennis. But alas, I'm an adult now and the rules are all screwy. So tennis it is.
This all began with these terrifying life before my eyes flashes I've been having. For some reason, I keep having these brain lapses where I mentally am myself, like, a year ago and am looking at my life today like what the hell did you do with yourself!
I say at the beginning of every year that I won't even recognize myself in a year, and everything I think the year will bring for me God will graciously grant me the exact opposite. For this year included, this theory has been spot on.
First issue I have found with my life is the fact that I somehow got myself to start my masters. I just had this moment of horror in wondering how the heck I got myself to start my master's program. Like I took the GMAT and have started this shabang 8 months after graduating normal college. Like let's calm down Christina 2016.
Second, I found equal horror in the fact that I had just about survived another Texas summer. Why the heck am I in Texas again? How did this happen again? Like I know God has an incredible sense of humor but c'mon!
Finally, I am in adult tennis lessons. And don't get me wrong, so far, so much fun and I'm really excited about them. But there's still this child part of my heart that is like this is the end. You are trying to find yourself through tennis. But alas, I'm an adult now and the rules are all screwy. So tennis it is.