As the second quarter of my second year of grad school begins to wind down, reality starts to slowly creep in. When this happens, I feel those subtle signs of anxiety and all I can hear in my head is the F word. Now I know where your mind probably went, but (though it is sometimes true) that’s not the F word I’m thinking of this time. This F is for FUTURE!
Maybe it has to do with being an only child with an extended family full of over-achievers, but the topic of “What are you going to do with your life” constantly comes up at family gatherings. In undergrad, they go pretty easy on you because in today’s world there is usually a lot of growth after the age of 22. But now that I’m going to be 26 in less than a month, that question seems to have a little bit more serious of a tone. I guess I have to really start getting s…tuff done.
I have faith in my abilities and what I’ve learned throughout this program. I know I’m going to be an amazing coach. If I could live content in my own little world, working my way up the ranks to a coaching job, life would be simple! However, I actually do have to start growing up now. Bills have to be paid, money needs to actually be saved for the future. I can’t go volunteer coaching until I’m 30! So I guess I have to keep on moving forward, do what I have to do to get by, and hope that I can prepare myself enough to find that lucky break!