"I don't like boxing!", I blurted as soon as I saw it on the television. We have been watching and thoroughly enjoying so much of the Olympics but I was drawing the line at watching two individuals beating each other in the head.
Then came the back story. Damn...those back stories. I should know better. They get me every time. In fact, as it started up I sighed and knew in a matter of moments I would be giving in. Claressa Shields has had a tough life. She has taken those challenges to the boxing ring and made it into something good. By the end of the story I was eager to watch as she competed. I was rooting for her and what it took for her to get there. I was cheering for her spirit.
She took the gold.
All of these months later and I still blurt that I don't like something every here and there. It's rare. Most of the time I welcome new things with an open heart and the gratitude for the gift that it is. But the deep ones...the long running ones...sometimes are stubborn. I just needed someone to knock it right out of me and remind me to be open. I'm just glad she did it with a story and not a real punch!!!
Congratulations to a woman that made us all proud. A first for the country and a new thing for me.
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