Tonight

I am so close to being finished but still so very far away. There is only one exam standing between me and Christmas break, but that one exam requires a ton of studying I really don't have any motivation to do. I know some strenuous physical activity is what I really need right now, but I can't because of this tattoo! I really hope it heals soon to the point where I can wear shoes so  I can go for a run or something, because I am actually so disgusting right now. Alls I've done over the past few days was eat like shit and sleep in and pretend to study. Pretty sure I failed math yesterday, and even if I didn't there is no way I got the c needed to pass. It's kind of a lonely night, my roommate is gone and everybody who is left in the house is studying. I just want to cuddle my dog. I know as soon as I get home I'm going to want to come back, but that's beside the point right now. For the first time I really want to go home. Even though I'm not really sure where home is anymore. New Brunswick is definitely starting to feel more and more like home.

New tattoo!

I finally did it. After months of going back and forth on what design I wanted, where I wanted it and everything else, I finally went for it. Funny thing is, as impatient as I was to get it, trying multiple times through the summer,I am so glad I waited. After thinking about what I wanted for a while and thinking I knew what I wanted and where I wanted it, but not really feeling any attachment to it, it hit me, one day as I was browsing instagram I found it. The tattoo that was meant to be, I knew I had to have it. It is actually perfect.The way everything laid itself out after that was crazy. I ended up being able to book an appointment for three days later, only to have that appointment be changed to another artist last minute (which terrified me because I had seen other buddys work and was comfortable with it, but had no idea what this guy could do) and he ended being super cool and doing a solid job! I am so pleased with how it turned out!

This tattoo represents a lot of things for me. First it is for my Grandfather, and my mother, and my other grandfather and all those who are fighting cancer right now. They all survived and serve as a reminder to livestrong every moment. I also got this tattoo to remind me to do just that. To livestrong, to not take anything forgranted. To work hard for the things I want, and to play even harder when I achieve them! Life is way too short to not do the things we want for ourselves, so take the time for you, and indulge. That's why I got this tattoo to remind me of all these things, and so that when times are tough all I have to do is look down and find the strength to keep going (that and the fact I may have had a slight Lance Armstrong obsession and this seems like a great way to honor him and all the good he has done despite recent allegations.)

Sports

In case you haven't noticed yet, I love sports. I am a firm believer in the power of sport and what it can do for people. It can boost self-esteem, it can make people feel like they belong. I still have no idea what it is I am meant to do in this life, so far I have just been taking the opportunities as they come and hoping they will eventually all line up. Big hopes eh?

Sorry that first part is a little scatterbrained and quite possibly hard to follow unless your brain works as mine does, I'm not even going to try to explain it to y'all. Anyways, getting back to the first part, I was watching some Special Olympics videos today and I was once again reminded of how great sport is! I have seen first hand how sport can empower the oppressed. I have volunteered once again (sometimes I wonder what I get myself into) with ParaSport NB. This is setting up to be an interesting opportunity with lots of enthusiasm on both sides. Should be interesting to see how it pans out.

Anyway that's just my scatterbrained musings for today.
Until later,
Britt

Curling Musings

I love curling. it is something I would do all day every day. in the run of a typical week I on the ice five hours playing, four hours coaching, plus whatever extra time I decide to practice on top of that. But why? I'm not on a competitive team. i don't believe it is doing any wonders for my overall fitness. I don't particularly enjoy the bike ride there or back, nor do I enjoy the cold that last long after I am inside.

That also made me wonder why we play other sports in our leisure/recreation time. What is it about an activity that makes us want to fill every living moment of our lives with it? Why do we punish our bodies to become that "weekend warrior" or "person who could have made it big?"It just doesn't make sense when you stop and think about it, there is no competition, nothing to look forward to, just an opportunity to participate in an activity that we find enjoyable.

I guess it varies for every person, but the conclusion I have came to was we do something because we enjoy it, be that a nature or nurture effect is a whole new debate. I also think we do some things because we want to be better. I know my personal records and new challenges are what keep me going.

Anyway, just thought I would enlighten you all as to the thought processes that run through my mind while standing there waiting to sweep/throw :)

-Britt