I was in the stadium as always alone & in the dark. Nothing to bother and nothing to stop. Practicing, dribbling every single move again and again. Yet one thought was always in my mind again- Freedom. As soon I started playing for the Pro I understood this can go only up to a certain point- there are only so many years I can play the game, after that? I stopped dribbling, sat on the court on, and did nothing. I sat down- saw my mind, what is it trying to tell me. The thoughts came in as I cannot play forever. My body is going to age and I have to find another way.
Wandering about what I wanted to do- came multiple thoughts/choices of actions. I was just getting lost in my own thoughts. And then finally came the voice of people and broke my focus. I needed to get back on track as the match was the next morning. I had to get back into my zone. The zone where nothing bothers me. The activator of zone, the trigger was lost. As I was thinking about 2 different things- at the same time.
Coach started doubting me, I lost my focus, the team was losing matches, and I just didn't know what to do. Next match, got backend. Opposite to every time, this time I was out of control. I was furious with myself.
Life Lesson: From time to time think: What's Next?
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