A quit coaching a few years back. I suppose there is a small part of me that wanted every version of the organizations I was a part of to cease and desist when I left. That’s the ego part arguing that it cannot happen without you there. It can, and should–that’s the mature coach part understanding that you’re a part of something larger. I was met with a fork in the road of my life the same way I was when I quit the Dj life. This fork was between coaching and love, because devoting the days to one was not going to jibe with devoting the days to the other. Being a coach full time meant putting it first. I wasn’t going to do that. I put in my last year when my youngest was 12. That was 4 years ago. That was four high school head coaches ago. Now the program is back up and running with a friend and former co-coach at the helm. I’m excited to see him and the program back on its feet. I am excited, because the goal is always to leave something in a better condition than you found it, and in this case that something is the culture and diaper to diploma program of Desert Vista High. I want to see my boy be a part of that legacy and help to lead these future Thunder down a road that will, one day, be successful.
Heck, they may even find some playoff success this year.
Some Thoughts:
- Glad to have chosen the way I did. There’s a wedding in a few days to prove it.
- In the meanwhile we are going to grab our daughter and her hubby from the airport in a few hours, which is a shocking development in our lives. We are leading our kids through international travel. Yes, we’ve done it before, but never with the entire tribe. That is just wild.