A very happy birthday yesterday to my little buddy. Lots of memories... More to come...

Changing gears

I bought a new truck today, and traded in my f-150. I really wasn't sad to see it go, even though it was kind of home for a couple years...
I put 130,000 miles on that truck in five years. It was time, even though the last thing I wanted was a payment. Now Lena and I have matching vehicles, white 2010 Toyotas. She has the Rav-4, and I have the tundra. We're like a couple a couple of old farts.

Continued Education

A man I was guiding the other day asked me what I went to college to do?

Which is a pretty common question, and the more and more I think about it, a very loaded question. The answer is... I'm not real sure. I guess because I could and everyone told me I was supposed to.

For a little while I thought I was going to change the world, after that I though I was just there to wrestle. Mix in a few extra curricular activities and you change your focus.

I thought I wanted to be a teacher, but that has been dramatically fading for the last five years almost to the point of oblivion. I have stumbled upon other jobs and a lifestyle that I love.

I look back at how I thought in college, and some of my views have changed, but not all. I still enjoy being around young people, and coaching fulfills that part. However, I have begun to doubt my enjoyment of teaching full time. There is too much to deal with outside of the marrow of the job. Politics and Parents make me cringe, along with all the enabling running rampant. I also could not tolerate a full time job in doors. Sometimes I wonder what I was thinking in the first place.

College was a place for me to learn and grow as a person away from my parents home. I don't know that I ever had a plan in the first place, even when it seems like I did for a little while. I think the best answer I could give is the truth. I went to college for myself.

I went to wrestle at the D-1 level. I went to meet friends. I went to meet... um... not friends? Girls, beer, new experiences, and of course... The Education!

I truly had the time of my life, and I owe my parents and coaches and friends for that.

I still am not sure what I want to do when I grow up, but I think I am figuring it out slowly. The same guy asked me if I ever thought about going back to school for another degree?

Yes I have, and even though I enjoyed it so much the first time, I would rather take a good beating than go back. Once was enough. I could never pretend to pay attention and care again.

I will continue my education in life, learning from people and my own mistakes.