If you’ll recall from yesterday, the first thing that one should pack in Las Vegas is a lack of expectations.
I took my own advice. But as it turns out, in the space in my suitcase where the expectations would have gone, I should’ve packed way more medicine. I’ve been back in LV for less than 24 hours and I’ve already gone through an entire box of tissue and had to do my best to play through a constant barrage of watery eyes, sneezes, and looking like a hot mess (emphasis on hot, I think). A basketball tournament brought me to the desert. I think the flu is trying to take me out.
Still though, I am having a great time as I always do in this city. It’s about a mindset, about pre-determining that this is going to be a good weekend. I’m bonding with new teammates, hanging out with my favorite husband, and taking in the kind of sights and sounds that only Sin City can provide.
There was a time in my life when I was too unhealthy to play basketball. I could barely walk down the street without pain and I removed myself from almost all social situations. When I think back to those days, it feels like I can play through anything. Sometimes I have to remind myself how tough I can be. I’m sure I’m not alone.
Do you ever find yourself in situations where you just really want to quit? What makes you keep going? How do you find the strength to battle through adversity?
Quitting is easy. Giving less than 100% doesn’t require much work. I won’t let that be good enough for me though. Sick or well, I’ll give my best effort for my teammates and at the poker table. Now if you’ll excuse me, I have to take some medicine and chase it down with my free casino drink.