There comes a time . . .

There comes a time in life when no matter how much success, fame or money that you have, it still doesn't seem like enough. Sadly, I think I'm at that point and I don't even have any of the latter. Track and field is my life and if God says the same it will be my career, but I'm at a point where I want more out of life. I find myself thinking about marriage and children and just all kinds of things that I want, but I know the timing is all wrong. At a time when I should be foucused on nothing but track and furthering my education, I find myself getting distracted by my personal life. LUCKILY for me, I have a boyfriend who helps keep me grounded when my head is in the clouds. I don't know why, but I'm always thinking about the future: what will I be doing in 5 years? Where will I be in 5 years? I just can't sit back and wait for life to happen and I'm kind of tired of living the college life. I'm ready to start a career and move beyond Natchitoches. But, then I remember that I'm trying to be a National champ before I leave, I'm trying to set new conference, state and national records and I can't do that unless I'm totally focused. That's when it all starts to make sense again. Anybody close to me knows that I have really been struggling with the thought of going back to school this year for personal and financial reasons, but in the end it just makes sense. I'm trying to leave my "mark" before I move on.