
So, I was a cheerleader instead. Loved it then, and still love it now. You need a pep talk? I'm your girl! I always prefer cheering to playing. Less accountability, more fun! At least that's what I tell myself.
Anyway, there is something I want to do, but I'm scared because it involves an election... a popularity contest, to be more accurate... and judgment about whether or not I am worthy to win. Perhaps I'm totally making this out to be something bigger than it is - and wow, I *never* do that - but, it is what it is. Meaning, it may be small, but to me - it's important. Also, I'm very afraid to lose.
Today, I got the pep talk. "Please do not back out now. You can't hit the home-run unless you get up to bat and swing."
Gotta remember this one, it's so simple but so true.
... Batter Up!
2 comments:
Yeah, E! Go for it! Worst case...you strike out. Best case...you hit a home run. Either way...you tried! And you won't regret that:)
I'll vote for you!!
and yes...you are my #1 cheerleader!!
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