I have not posted in a while! Sorry to those who follow. Since you have not heard from me, I want to share a link to my interview with TSN Radio earlier this year.
Approximately two-thirds of today’s population goes to university or college after high school. It is just over half of those, who enroll in college that finish. Furthermore, being a student athlete the difficulty of graduating increases two-fold. Student athletes are tasked with a workload that allows no time for anything outside of school and sport. During the year, there are countless hours of practice and weight room sessions. Numerous hours are spent on game film study and mandatory study hall hours. Moreover, student athletes are asked to not only take classes like regular students but the job of a true student athlete, is to excel in these classes. Make no mistake, this journal entry is no pity party. While the information stated above is entirely accurate, I was still able to obtain my 4-year degree in 3 years. This is no small feat. Not only did I participate in all team activities, I took a course load that is above and beyond what can be deemed as regular. Doing my degree this way at times seemed stressful. Some may say this took away from my college basketball experience. I would not change my decision, as the stress I had gone through is now valuable life experience. My mother has a master’s degree and my father a doctorate; my family influenced me heavily to graduate. As well, I had the support of my coaching staff. As it relates to basketball, finishing my undergraduate degree on the front end, leaves my last two years with a relatively lighter graduate school schedule. The future is bright. In the next two years, I will be working on my Master’s Degree in Exercise Science while finishing my pre-med requisites. I have two years of remaining basketball eligibility and I plan to use them all. The sky is the limit!
They say the third time’s the charm, so that is how it will be. After finishing my two-month summer working hard with Coach Tex and Coach Blaine in Edmonton, I am now three weeks into my third year at the Central Arkansas and I look forward to making it the best. However, this year will not be like the other two. Looking back at it, my first year as a freshman was mostly a learning year. You don’t know, what you don’t know. Quickly, you find out what you are not good at and these are the things you spend your off season working on. For me, I was fortunate enough to be able to take a redshirt year in which, I was able to purely work on my game. Furthermore, I fine tuned my skills and added 20 pounds but my improvements were not just physical. While redshirting the knowledge I gained was compounding and it allowed me to work on the mental aspect of the game. The last two years I made some serious deposits. This year it’s all about the withdrawals. As the pre-season progresses, the real season inches closer and closer. The time to cash in is coming and the excitement propels me to train harder and harder everyday. The future is bright with the best yet to come.
Encompassing a trip to France, basic everyday routines, travelling for games to Las Vegas and all over the country, watching our team compete against ranked opponents, sophomore year was interesting to say the least. In my second season at Central Arkansas, I decided to take the eminent redshirt. Though highly unpopular among athletes, redshirting may single handedly be one of the best decisions I have ever made. By definition, the “red-shirt” designation means I was a sophomore in college who practiced with the team but did not play in any games. The past season will not count against my four years of NCAA eligibility, allowing me to play four full seasons. For me, redshirting, in more ways than one can be described as hard workout you dread to do; you know you will get better and you must do this workout but the grind and agony can be somewhat daunting. To me, redshirting was a year long workout. During said workout, it is hard and you may not enjoy such discomfort but you do it anyway. After it is done, you are glad you did it and you come out better than you were in the beginning. This statement epitomizes my year. Having to sit and watch was somewhat challenging but because so much was learned, minute affliction such as sitting out proved itself to be miniscule. Though redshirting tested my character and will, it was all for the better and I am very glad to have done it.
It’s that time of year, I am back in school but this time, it is no longer my first go around the block. Going into my second year of college, it can be described as being given the opportunity to do something again but only the second time, I am wiser and more finely seasoned. Taking all the experiences from my freshman year whether good or bad, you can learn so much. With this gained knowledge you are able to know what you can change to make your second year, better than your first. Everything changes the second time around. You workout different, you shoot different, one can say you even eat, sleep and breathe different. Your experiences change you and it is only for the better. When getting better everyday is the goal, everyday is an opportunity and everyday is also a challenge. The outcome may be different but the goal remains the same. Always wanting to get better and always striving to learn. The fact of the matter is, when you are a sophomore you can no longer make rookie mistakes and the only way you can do this is by learning from your past experiences. By doing so you learn to live and strive in moment, focusing on getting better. In the end, it’s not about the destination; it’s about the journey. Enjoy the ride.
It was a long year but my freshman season in college, has been long from over. Filled with ups and downs my first year as a college basketball player was one of the most unique experiences I have ever had. Spending so much time with my teammates, you get to realize how important it is to have a good bond with those whom you take the court with. Getting to know each and everyone allows for memories that can never be replaced. From going on road-trips and playing in large crowds to enjoying the taste of victory to jokes around in the locker room, freshman year was one for the books. Looking back at it, so much was learned and I was able to better myself as an individual. Getting to play throughout the year, you realize fast what your strengths and weaknesses are. As a player, you want to maximize your strengths and your opponents are looking to expose your weaknesses. As the off-season is in session, the goal is to minimize those weaknesses and expand your strengths. For everyone, this is different. The majority of the summer is going to be spent working to get better. This involves hours of film, hard weight sessions, and disciplined practice. In the end, it is all worth it.
Christmas is in the air and 2014 is coming to an end. The end of the year brings joyful times but it is also time for reflection. 2014 has been such an eventful year. This year was filled with numerous milestones being reached and in just the last 6 months alone I was able to make progress in so many different areas. Academically, university is sliding on by and I have now finished a full semester. After putting work in the classroom my GPA sits just above 3.0. Though academic accolades are nice, many of my eventful memories come on the basketball court. I am blessed enough to be playing Division 1 basketball and every day it never ceases to amaze me, that dreams do come true. In just my first semester as college basketball player, I was lucky enough to travel and to play in 3 of the top 10 best atmospheres in college basketball. What an experience it was. There is no way to describe the feeling of have 15’000+ people screaming at the top of their lungs, cheering against you. Travelling to Creighton, Nebraska and New Mexico, I was able to experience first hand, exactly what I dreamed of. Just one year ago I was a high school basketball player watching college games on TV. Fast forward 12 months and I am blessed to be able to play in them. There are many kids around country dreaming, just like I was a year ago. As it is the season of gifts, I am hoping these kids get to live out there dreams whatever they may be.