Same Title As Before

I seem to keep feeling like I need inspiration.  Today it's about being active.  I am now the assistant coach for the girls basketball team.  They need inspiration.  Today's first game was better by far than I expected, but I seem to remember knowing a good deal more about the game when I was that age.  How to motivate them, and me.  I'm feeling old and slow.  Sprints in practice wore me out.  My hind quarters were sore more than a week later.  Then I tried to run in the Turkey Trot.  My butt was ON FIRE for the first mile, then it was just slow going after that.  I was at nearly 29 minutes to finish 5k.  Bleh, bogus, not inspiring.  Even worse is people asking how I did.  I feel the need to come up with something quippy to say, a great yearning from deep inside for some great words to diffuse my shame, but nothing comes to mind.  I've just got to swallow my pride and say that I'm slow, both in body and mind.  I keep asking myself if I even want to be quick anymore.  I do nothing quick.  I feel complete drudgery over my daily chores, so me and molasses get along just fine these days.  But I'd like to be inspiring to these girls.  I'd like to show them what joy can be had in a great effort, and decent sweat, and a game well played.  Keep Pushing - another run tomorrow!