It's Show and Tell Time!

Intense!

Posted in Movies by Sandwich on September 22, 2009

I’d like to share with you these Nike commercials.  I am learning a lot from these athletes, hope you’d be learning from them too.  Watch them, just do it! 😉

“Look me in the eye.  It’s okay if you’re scared.  So am I, but we’re scared for different reasons.  I’m scared of what I won’t become.  And you’re scared of what I could become.  Look at me.  I won’t let myself end up where I started.  I won’t let myself finish where I began.  I know what is within me, even if you can’t see it yet.  Look me in the eyes.  I have something more important than courage.  I have patience.  I will become what I know I am.”

“It’s not about the shoes.  It’s about knowing where you’re going.  Not forgetting where you started.  It’s about having the courage to fail.  Not breaking, when you’re broken.  Taking everything you’ve been given.  And making something better.  It’s about work, before glory.  And what’s inside of you, is doing what they say you can’t.  It’s not about the shoes.  It’s about what you do in them.  It’s about being who you’re born to be.”

“I’m too weak. Too slow. Too big.  I ate too much for breakfast.  I’ve got a headache.  It’s raining.  My dog is sick.  I can’t right now.  I’m not a spider.  This makes me smell bad.  I’m allergic to stuff.  I’m fat.  I’m thin.  It’s too hot.  I’m not right.  I’ve got shin splints.  Headache.  I’m distracted.  I don’t like exerting myself too much.  I love too, really, but I can’t.  I just can’t.  My favorite show is on.  I got a case on Monday.  On Tuesday.  On Wednesday.  I don’t wanna do this.  I wanna do something else.  After new year’s.  Next week.  I might make a mistake.  I got homework.  I feel bloated.  I have gas.  I got a hot date.  My coach hates me.  Momma won’t let me.  I bruise easily.  It’s too dark.  It’s too cold.  My blister hurts.  This is dangerous.  Ugh.  Sorry, I don’t have a bike.  I didn’t get enough sleep.  My tummy hurts.  This is not in my genes.  I don’t want to look all tired now.  I need a better coach.  I don’t like getting tackled.  I have a stomachache.  I’m not the athletic type.  I don’t wanna get sweaty.  I have better things to do.  I don’t wanna slow you down.  Do I have to do this?  As soon as I get a promotion…  Well, my feet hurt.”

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