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A Walking Writer

So, okay. I have never been an athlete. As in, I have never played a single sport officially. I have participated in group sports like kickball or tennis more than anything I’d say and even that has been sporadic. I do walk often and have always enjoyed a good power pace. Hunter on the other hand is an athlete. Since literally walking age he has played sports actively and kept his interest strong. I appreciate this about him because he is dedicated to so many other things in his life with that same gusto and passion. Every single day I see the methodical way he does things, super different from me who is impulsive and often hasty. Yin. Yang people. It does work.

Anyhow, we were having a lazy moment recently watching a soccer game on replay, something with Manchester United-bub love’s favorite team- and he was telling me about the players when I’d ask and he humored my investigative nature self asking him all about past athletic experiences. “I have to admit, it turned me on.” I’m kidding. But really, ten points to anyone who can hear Lorraine Bracco saying that in my third favorite movie of all time, Goodfellas (behind Dirty Dancing and Pretty Woman but before Steel Magnolias natch). Loves ittt. Anyway, I love that Hunter is such a steady athlete and I absolutely admire it. Because I wasn’t. Ever. I am…Bill Murray in the movie What about Bob? when Bob goes sailing and he’s harnessed to the sail mass or whatever its called, standing cock-eyed with like 3 life jackets around his neck and he’s screaming, “Look at me! I’m sailing!!! I’m sailing!! Ahoy! Dr. Marvin, I’m sailingggg!!!!”

…No? Check it out here on #jookie57’s channel via YouTube. This.is.me.kids. The thing is though, I am not a bad athlete when I try; I do have some natural talent, decent hand/eye coordination, sort of, and I do hang longer than I give myself credit for. But you know, I got to think about what kept me busy as a kid and teenager, that still does, and writing is it. Since elementary school I have been writing more the than the required amount. I was a writer with the Highland Bears Elementary school newspaper (thankyouverymuch); I’ve written for a couple publications as a credited and steady contributor; and both of my degrees (earned and pending) are chuck full of writing, writing and Letters & Modern Languages-the writing track. Seriously, that’s one of my minors. I don’t have enough breath to state my entire bachelor degree components most days. Again, an athlete I am not.

I realize now my writing has served me in an athletic sense. I have done it consistently with intensity for perfection; I train for my skill; I am dedicated to continued growth and practice more as I see the endurance and longevity strengthen. Look at me! I’m an athlete! Okay, sorry, done with the Bob reference. It’s absolutely funny though and I love it.

Of course I would tie my writing into this web of crazy talk. But really, it’s a pretty fun notion to entertain. And also it’s another MunterHegan rendition on how we are so different yet so the same. And just like that, this post is a sappy ode to my Hunty. Awww…..gross. Just kidding.

Training,
Meggie

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