Shooting, is not easy. I underestimated the sport and after getting over the initial embarrassment and frustration, I figured it's actually a pretty fun sport. I really really want to join SAFRA but I have to either be (A) NS man (which I clearly am not) or (B) married to a member of SAFRA. Which is really, wtf. Gah.
I want to go back to sports. I really do. I'd join SRC but I don't have the money to pay for membership. I'm not too brilliant in the sport either. I just love the game and I want to play but all the little redtapes and grey lines make me wish that I had started playing when I was still in Crescent. But thinking about it now, if I did, I wouldn't be where I am. Is that worth the change? Is that worth not having met the people I've met and done the things that I've done?
Hmm.
Between work, music and the possibility of joining a club, I won't have time for anything else. In essence, that is a very good thing. Downside, does this mean I won't have time for my friends again? What comes to mind now is priorities, what's the most important thing for me and to me right now? I'd say the job. Money, income, stability, experience and the possibility of better future prospects. Following which will be music because I like what we play. We may not be the most technical band around but hell at least we're getting to the point of truly having fun. And sports? Because I miss being in a team, because I miss being on the field, because I miss the sprints, the pace, the action, the drama and the excitement.
And well, there's also the benefits of having fun whilst working out.
Maybe I should just go back to swimming and running solo. There's still that marathon to keep an eye out for.
Argh. All these words and ideas of going back and yet never taking any proactive steps to achieving it. That's it, this Saturday, by hook or by crook, I'm going to go and run. And it's gonna be one hell of a long run.
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