We like sports and we don't care who knows

In one of my favorite classes I have ever taken I learned this simple lesson. "Sports are a reflection of our society" That is a statement that needs to be tattooed into every human beings mind! As I sat watching tonight's basketball game against USU eastern I reflected upon how big of an impact sports has had on my life. From as long ago as I can remember I was playing baseball with neighbors out at the "bowl" in my back yard or playing tackle football before school and getting sent to the principals office for doing so. It is easy for me to say that some of my best memories have come from the field, court, diamond and  mat. Unfortunately I have had some of my least favorite memories from those same playing fields. Like the time I got cut from the 7th grade basketball team (Brough's were not meant to play basketball..... its a fact of life) or the multiple times getting yelled at and being told that I am worthless and will never be any good. I have seen sports push people to the limits of success and the limits of failure. It makes me wonder why its so different for everybody. I have a couple of theories as to explain the diversity. For me it was as simple as choosing the right sport. Football was and still is a game that was created from and for the heart I was born with. Every aspect about it made me fall in love the game. There are usually words to describe how a person feels, but when talking about football, for me those words haven't been invented yet. I played outside linebacker and was a team captain my Sr. year of high school. Looking back on those times now I realize how lucky I was to even have the chance to touch the field. Football brought me to the limits I mentioned before but my success wasn't defined by a scoreboard but by the happiness I felt just playing the game. Now I know that I kinda just got off on a creepy tangent talking about how much I love a game but I just wanted you to know football is pretty awesome! I know not everyone felt the same way about football as I did. Some kids on the team really loved basketball or baseball or wrestling and they didn't put forth the same effort they would have in their respected sports. In my opinion if your not going to give all you have for the sake of the team then you for the sake of the team you shouldn't play. I honestly believe that reason why some kids fail in sports is because they are always putting their passion into something that is always a day away.  My second theory is that a coach has more power and responsibility then they can ever realize. In my sport days I went through way too many awful coaches. I would like to focus on baseball for this theory. Baseball is Americas greatest pass time. It has had moments that have almost stopped the world from turning. Baseball in its purest sense is a wonderful wonderful sport. BUT........ after little league I learned to hate baseball more than anything I have ever been a part of. I had coaches that would make us practice for hours in the hot sun. I had coaches that told me I suck. I had coaches that would get so involved with winning that having fun was no longer achievable.  It makes me sick to think that if maybe I had better coaches I wouldn't have the bitterness and resentment towards the game of baseball. I just hope that we all can step back for a second and realize the true reason sports exists. They are there to build up youth and to have fun. They are there to put a smile on our face and help escape from the real world for a minute. As a society let us not get over dramatic and crazy about things that are just meant to make us better. Lets just play this game life the best we can because that's all anyone can ask. Thanks for reading, and remember I think your pretty neat.

May I bother you for the time?

Time has always been one of those things I have been fascinated by. We either have too much or too little but timing never seems to be right. Lately I have been wondering if I am ever going to be able to use this time I was given for good. I have been wondering how much time have i wasted and about how much time is left. I believe we are all living on borrowed time. I cant imagine living life thinking that  it doesn't mater what I do with my time. I know that I was given these seconds, minutes, hours, months, and years by God and at the end of it all I would hate to have to return a single unused second I have been given. This leads me to my second point. How much of my time have I wasted? Well the numbers may be sickening and sad but I have added up my total time on Netflix this semester and lets just say that's time I wish I could have back. This is an extremely important lesson to learn if you are a college student. Netflix is the devil and is the enemy to all homework you should be doing! I just want to know that I wont regret time wasted. I just want to look back and call it time well wasted.  I'm definitely going to use my time more wisely so don't think i'm becoming an advocate for wasting time. Finally I would just like to talk about the time we all have left. From second we are born we are moving closer to death. As you read this your life's clock is slowly ticking away. I plan on having a separate post on death (just because I think its interesting as well) but death and time seem to go hand and hand. When we die does our clock stop ticking or do we put on a new watch? I don't know when I will die but i'm not really afraid of it. Because what little I do know about time doesn't scare me.  When it is my time to go it will be all mine and no one else can take that from me. It makes me wonder if in some way we choose every type of time even up to the time you leave this earth. Time is relative. The time is all yours!
Be safe, live long, and remember i think your pretty neat

Well..... Hello

It seems crazy to add yet another time wasting, brain numbing social media site to display my personal life on, but strangely enough I feel like it is something I have to do. I must first off apologize for any grammar and or spelling mistakes. I really want to blame my lack of ability to construct perfectly structured words and sentences on my dad but I don't think genetics works quite that way (and  I should know I pulled a B out of Mr. Stevens 1010 biology class last semester BOO YAAAA!). Well before I get too off topic let me return to the reason why I started this blog. Blogging has and probably always will be the only thing women will ever be better then men at. haha I'm just messing around women will probably dominate child birth forever to.  I decided to build this blog because I feel as though I'm writing a history every day that's going to go unread. I know for older generations they can not see why my generation is so fascinated with posting, hash tagging, and tweeting about their personal lives. This concept use to only be achieved through paper and pen and written into a thing I think they called "journals".  Weird I know, but I am going to let you in on a little secret I AM STUPID! You are! We all are!  We are all just passing time until we do the next dumb thing that posses us to write, post, hash tag, tweet whatever we are feeling or "what is on our mind". I have created this blog for those who need a guide book to be prevented from doing some of the same dumb things I have done. Now I am not saying that this blog will be all about the bad and I am sure as heck not going to pretend like I have any better life experiences than you do. What I am saying is with this history I write you read it to better understand me and if what you read helps in anyway then this blog has served its propose. To all who read just promise me this, don't get offended by what I say. Don't over analyze and draw conclusions, save all that stuff for when I am dead and my blog becomes a world famous book that all students from around the world are required to read. Well This is it for round one. I cant wait to blow your minds with my insight tomorrow. Smile, life isn't that bad,  and I think your pretty neat.