I feel odd today. Like I have been driving towards a goal, conscious at all times to remain grounded. Today I feel odd. Because this goal is finally taking shape.
My over-riding goal for this year was to get a superbike and get on to the track. I am half-way there. By the end of the year I will be on the track, even if I am going around it slowly. There are no other qualitative criteria. Those are for next year.
Today I bought my bike. It will arrive next week. And I’m scared
sh!tless almost stiff! And so excited at the same time. I feel amazingly in control. I feel like an adult. I feel like I own this. This is mine.
That’s it for now.
This is a true story. No fabrication or dramatisation. In order to protect the innocent…and the naughty, the dad shall be referred to as “Daddy” and the son shall be referred to as “The 3yr old”.
The 3yr old was playing with a 10c coin, throwing it around. It landed in a corner. He ran to find it. He turns around looking at Daddy.
The 3yr old: “It’s gone Daddy.”
Daddy: “What’s gone?”
The 3yr old:” The coin Daddy.”
Daddy: “Where did you put it?”
The 3yr old opens his mouth.
Daddy: “Where’s it?”
The 3yr old: “In my tummy Daddy.”
Daddy: “You swallowed it?”
The 3yr old: “Yes Daddy. It’s gone.”
Daddy’s face: “??..!!!???!!???…”
Needless to say, Mommy and Daddy had to clean 2 sets of undies during the early hours of the morning as the coin wanted out!