The last three days have been spent doing the following: Working out (coming back from a ten-day absence due to severe bronchitis and other happenings that were mentioned in previous blogs). It's amazing how only two weeks ago, running felt fabulous. Now, it feels as though someone is playing a sick game of "hide yo lungs".
Finishing the Jim Morrison book. (More on that later)
Watching the NWSL (Twitter) wheel and deal.
Read MoreIt's come to my attention (mostly through social media) and the occasional human interaction, that many people succumb to having more bad days than good days. It is to my belief that regardless of what happens throughout a day, if a bad thing occurs, it is automatically heralded as a bad day in its entirety.
Things that can contribute to a bad day may include: a flat tire, your dog peeing on your carpet, you stepping in the pee with your socks on, you not having anymore clean socks to wear, Starbucks getting your order wrong, spilling said wrong order on your shirt, traffic making you late for work, your kid forgetting their homework at home and you have to bring it to them, rain, snow, wind, rude customers, rude drivers, rude... every body is rude, and the famous -having to go to work.
Read MoreAs I might have mentioned, I still live at home. Mostly because I know deep down it would crush my mom for me to move out. (wink face)
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My cousins live down the street. They have a 2-year-old. His name is Mikey. He is pictured here.
During the day, they work. During the day, my mom babysits him. During the day, if I'm home, I hang out with a 2-year-old. Aside from a 28-year age difference, we actually have a lot in common. We annoy my mother. We watch movies on the computer. We take selfies. We play the (fake Guitar Hero) guitar and pretend we're rockstars. We play dress up. We play soccer in the house. The usual.
Read More"Why did you do an intro post for a blog you've had for a while now?"Because I do what I want.
"No for real, why?" Truthfully, I do better under pressure. By saying I was going to do something, I kind of, have to do it.
Awesome.
I've had a lot of time to sit around and think the past couple of days. I've been sick. Really sick.
Read MoreI'm sure this is the longest I've ever gone without blogging. I'm sure there's a good reason for that somewhere in my personal journals. But generally speaking, the reason for my return stems from my need to share. Because I have a lot of (what I consider) knowledge and I'm really funny. The world deserves that. Also, my latest book endeavor is that of a Jim Morrison biography.More than a massive rock star, Jim Morrison was a writer and poet and recorded all of his thoughts in notebooks, even from a very young age. After he graduated from UCLA, he got rid of all of his notebooks.
Read MoreAs I packed my bags for our East Coast trip to New York, I realized I had way more stuff than when I arrived two months ago. A few trips to the Nike and adidas employee stores will do that to you I guess. Having somehow zipped the last zipper of my borrowed Portland Pilots duffle bag (traumatic), I sat by my luggage wondering who was going to carry all that stuff to the car. Unfortunately for me, my brother wasn't around and I had to do it alone.
Once I was back in the house doing my last check for anything I might have forgotten, I realized I didn't have any of my material items in sight. Even my phone was in the car. All I had for that brief moment was all I was.
Read MoreThe night before our last regular season home game I watched The Dark Knight because it happened to be on TV. Similar to when Pink Floyd is on the radio, I can never turn Batman off the TV if it's on. There aren't many movies that can take me away from my cell phone, or my selfie phone as I like to refer to it now, but Batman hits me where it matters - right in the feels.
When I was little, I had a streak of about five years where I was Batman for Halloween. Not Cat Woman. Not Poison Ivy (as if anyone would be her anyway) and certainly not Vicki Vale. (I don't even count Batgirl, sorry). I was Batman. I was a superhero. And that image as a six-year-old has rarely escaped my mind.
Read MoreI randomly picked out the book Examined Lives by James Miller - because like most athletes, I think I'm on the path to becoming the next Socrates. (The irony of that statement is that Socrates was also one of the Brazilian soccer players I grew up idolizing - video clips here). Regardless of all the amazing coincidences that naturally occur during my writing, Miller talks about some of the greatest philosophers of all time and ends the chapter about Socrates with this bit of verbal gold:
"I know of no better aim of life than that of perishing, animae magnae prodigus, in pursuit of the great and the impossible." - Friedrich Nietzsche
Read MoreThis is my first post since joining the Portland Thorns of the NWSL. If you weren't aware that I changed teams, now you know. I made the daring move from my "comfortable" life overseas back to the country I was born in. I imagine people have been dying for a post about the Thorns. I feel like they want to read about how Christine Sinclair never misses a shot in training or how Alex Morgan has a professional hairstylist straighten her pony tail every day for training. Or maybe how Rachel Buehler randomly tackles complete strangers while walking down the street. Haha - what? None of those things are true.
Read MoreI read today on Twitter that you should have the last sentence of your novel finished before you have your first sentence. I think that's true whenever I start to write. I know how it will end up, but i's always the most difficult to begin. So, now that you know you're with me through the most difficult part, maybe we have made some sort of connection. The beginning, of anything, is always the toughest. You are in a transition phase. You're learning. You don't quite understand the people around you or the process that is required. It's a lot like starting with a new team. What worked for one coach won't work for another. And you'll have a different assortment of teammates no matter where you go, especially different countries.
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