I’m not a very competitive person, I kind
of never have been since I was a kid, allegedly if you come from a “broken
home” god I hate that expression, Girls and I mean all girls become super
competitive, boys either become super competitive or not as the case
maybe, well in my family group my
brother became the super competitive person, and he still is and I kind of
simply Bimble along, that’s not to say I didn’t have my moments but I do get
less competitive as I get older, let me explain.
I played football for various teams, school
and the boys brigade I wasn’t particularly good, but I had speed, I was an ok
defender but not many could catch me, so I used that to my advantage, I was
soon found out and by the time I was 15 I kind of wasn’t interested anymore, I
used to have the odd kick about but it was once in a blue moon amongst friends
although I had the chance I never joined another competitive team, I was a
really good short distance sprinter and I destroyed the competition for five
years, my last race at school I got beat for the first time and then basically
lost interest, the only thing that I was super competitive about as a child was
history, my favourite lesson at school, my lowest score in 5 years was 96% and
nobody came even close to me in all that time at senior school, I was a sponge
and I soaked it up, I could do a massive blog about my time at school for
history as the head of the department hated me, but I got the last laugh, hey
ho possibly another blog down the road.
After that I simply didn’t give a rats ass,
if I got beat I got beat I shrugged my shoulders and moved on, I played against
my brother in squash for six months, he gave up as I wasn’t a challenge, I
never won a game, he refused to play me after that, he didn’t understand why I
was simply happy to play but not win, it’s not that I don’t wish to succeed,
but I do the best that I can on the day, I am good at certain things and I
always work to the best of my ability, I have no desire to suck at anything, I
always put my best foot forward, but as far as I’m concerned it is what it is!
I was ok at a lot of things but over the
years with successive injuries I have kind of got worn down, and I have had quite
a few injuries, I only have one rib left to damage and then I will have a full
set, I have broke both legs twice, I have broke my collar bone twice, various
bones in my feet, I have destroyed my rotator cuff in my right shoulder, I
haven’t had it repaired so I kind of manage with it, I explained the numerous
hits to the head as a younger person and the fallout regarding those hits in a previous
blog, my knees have been destroyed by
twenty years of half marathons and only one full marathon (never ever again)
and 35 years of working in a place where the floors didn’t give adequate
support for your knees (solid concrete) I wore my supports and assorted PPE,
but wear and tear catches up with you ( I don’t look bad for 92).
I am very happy to take part but don’t
expect me to be competitive, at times I wish I was, but this old body is well
worn out so the chances of me shinning in
that department have long gone. That also doesn’t mean that I won’t get
super competitive if I have a point to prove, I like to think I’m a good father
(I could do better and I always strive to be) I’m good at my job (I could do
better and again I always give it my best) I like to think I’m a very good
husband ( thankfully that’s due to the tutelage and help from my wife) but as
always I probably could do better, at least I’m not as angry as I used to be.
Why have I written this blog , well today I
do actually feel like a very old person, I dropped something on the floor and
the noises that were escaping from me as I tried (thankfully successfully) to
retrieve said item were disturbing to say the least, thankfully there was
nobody else ( I hope) in the room to hear me, me being competitive and super
fit well that ship has sailed, and if I am being truthful I really don’t care,
having said that I am slightly competitive regarding the blog with the
intention that each one does better than the last.
So, another one down and just some kind
random thought that popped into my head as I travelled to work and thankfully I
got the bones of it down in a note book I had to hand, that’s how mind works
these days, thank you to the people who are still reading these missives as the
numbers for this year have been fab, so keep watching the skies there will be
more incoming soon, stay safe and stay alive until the next time….. Toodles!
