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Day 36: a love letter to sports

5 Feb

Tonight continues my commitment to more love and less fear this year.  For February, I am writing a love letter each day.  Tonight is dedicated to my first love …sports.  What could be more fitting on the night of  Super Bowl Sunday?

Dear Sports,

You were my very first love.  Well, basketball, to be specific was my very first love.

I found you thrilling and intoxicating. It was such a rush to push my body to the edge.  To run, to jump, to strategize, to play, to sweat.

It was fun to wear my long hair in a ponytail, to put on a sleek uniform, to rev up my team and, of course, to win.

I love to win.
But, you taught me the most when I lost.

You taught me how to pick myself up, brush off my bruises and turn my bloody knees into scars — scars I wore proudly the next day (and still do today).

You showed me the way through the darkness.
For every athlete must, at some point in time, lose.  And, it’s in losing, in the deep emotional darkness, that we find strength and truly understand the light.

You taught me when the chips are down, when the last buzzer buzzes and the game is lost, there is still tomorrow.

Most of all, you taught me to throw like a girl.
To throw proudly, like a girl, which has helped me grow into a woman.

Because, as we both know, there comes a time when every athlete must hang up their jersey and cross over to the other side.  But, an athlete never retires — she just finds a different arena where she can play.

Maybe it’s in a boardroom or hospital.  Maybe it’s driving legislation or driving a minivan.  Maybe it’s distributing cookies for millions or baking brownies for two.  Maybe it’s fundraising, farming or fishing.  Finding a cure, figuring an equation, fighting for our rights or fighting off the boogyman.

I love you most, because you taught me this: when the game is over, there’s always another time, another chance, another way, another day.

There’s always a tomorrow — even if it doesn’t look exactly like today.

And, that is why, I adore you  — for reminding me of the many ways to run, jump, strategize, play and sweat in all areas of winning, losing, and moving through this thing called life.  The game goes on.

Thank you, Sports, for helping me keep my head in the game, on and off the field.

Thank you, Sports, for teaching me that winning is as simple as showing up — over and over again.

Here’s to you.

Love,
Your admiring-fan-who-proudly-throws-like-a-girl,
Jamie 

P.S. Go Pats (there’s always next year!)

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