Thursday, July 24, 2014

Five Minute Friday - Finish

Five Minute FridayFive Minute Friday is a must-do for me. I can’t stay away more than a few weeks. And even those are a bit painful as I contemplate the writing I’m not doing on Thursday night – even if I’m changing it up for something equally fun. And even on days when I’m sick as a dog, I still can’t resist the pull of the screen and the keys, and the idea of the community flash mob around one of the things I love the very most in this world.

On Fridays a bunch of brave writers gather here to all spend five collective minutes writing on a single prompt. It’s a great way to catch your breath at the end of a long week. This blessed, beautiful place where we open our hearts and let words and tears and the inner workings of our lives bleed and flow and dance across the virtual pages. Yes, this community opens wide and invites you in to share. Come and visit and read. You will be blessed.

This week: Finish 


I am not a sports person by any stretch of the imagination. I don’t have a home team, a favourite team, a special team. I’ve been known to deliberately (and obstinately) wear alternate (and even opposing) colours on the days that work memos ask everyone to dress in Seahawks blue and green. I knit my way through the Super Bowl (if I’ve even present to see it). I don’t cheer. I don’t holler. I don’t call the hogs (sorry Mama). 

On some unconscious level, I think I’ve been determined to pass down my non love for sports to my daughter, because that’s what we do, right? Pass things down? Even the weird stuff.

But I’m also determined to let this amazing little creature find her wings and develop her own passions because I am equally determined that she learn to find her own way and become the person that God (not so much me) has in mind for her to become.

If you follow any of my personal social media, you won’t have missed the fact that my girl is on the swim team this year. She’s been swimming for ages, but this is the first time we’ve taken the big step into organized training and competition. Sports.

Suddenly, I find myself amending my “not a sports person” stance as we ferry her to daily lessons, practices, and meets that have us rising before dawn on the weekends. I chase down training videos and clips of past Olympic medalists on YouTube to inspire her; coordinate specific goals between her coaches; and study up on the right things swimmers need to eat and when.

At practices, I find my eyes staying on her constantly moving form and less on my book or my writing. Each lesson stretches her and pushes her just a little more. We remind her (and the others); “don’t look around!” “eyes on the wall!” As with any sport, the end is always critical. In swimming, milliseconds count. The last few yards and feet are the ones where you have to push more, kick harder, extend, stretch, and leave everything you have in the water. Finish hard into the wall.

I am infinitely proud of how hard she works, and am so happy that its swimming she loves. I have to laugh at the idea that this is me now: I am wearing team colours. I am standing at the edge of the pool leaning in. I am cheering. I am hollering. I am pulling for her with every ounce of my being. “Finish hard into the wall!”


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  1. My little girl is a swimmer too. Finish hard into the wall might just be the saying we all need. And look at you mama, cheering AND wearing colors. Motherhood makes us do crazy things, doesn't it?

  2. All is joy when in the water our kids they simply be.

  3. As with any sport, the end is always critical. In swimming, milliseconds count. Yes! And each moment counts for us in living for Him! Cheers for your little one! I loves swimming and did it until high school but for some reason, I never put my children on the team. They love swimming but practices are so early here! :)

  4. Love that you have become a sports mama!! I was one and it is awesome! So proud of your sweet girl and look forward to hearing about her progress with the team. Finish hard, Faith!

  5. Isn't it amazing what we will do that isn't "us" if it is for our children? I hope someday that your daughter reads this and knows how much she is loved!

  6. Oh I love this! I married into a very sporty family and while I have learned to love some of the sports and teams and such - it was my own girlie learning to play tennis that turned me into a Team Mom! Love this so much! Believe it or not - years from now, you will miss it all! (Remind yourself of that from time to time - after the fun wears off a bit and it starts to feel like work!) ;)

  7. I've always said people who profess to not like, or worse, not care about sports have just never found the right sport! So happy you are getting to enjoy and embrace and cheer and lean and wear the team colors for your daughter. Swimming was my sport as a youth. But I have cheered the home teams for as long as I can remember! Football (Browns), Baseball (Rangers), any Ohio State team and now my kids teams. What a joy!

  8. I wish you could see me smiling- welcome to the world of competitive sports!! This is great and I am so excited for your Faith. She is doing amazing!! xoxox

  9. I am not sports-minded at all, although I did roller skate competitively for a few years in my teens. That was fun. Sparkly dresses and all! My husband loves sports…..loves to watch them. My boy loves basketball. Blessings!

  10. Wonderful! I had so much fun swimming, and even though my foray into competitive swimming was short-lived, it was a blast. i also loved knowing that someone from my family was there, cheering me on. My niece also does some swim races and I spent some time giving her tips on the butterfly.


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