Another week of ups and downs. I seen this picture and it struck a cord with me. Nothing is guaranteed, nothing is just given out with paying back in some way or another. Its just the way things are. Its that struggle to stay above the wave tops at times and then others drowning in the undertow. No where along the lines have things been easy. Think that is why I am so humble about where we are as company and as a person. It has been a long and hard road, and I know how easily that can go away. Take life in strides and just make the most of what you can. Things will never be perfect, people will never be happy. Have to find the 80% solution on a lot of things and drive forward.
As I looked at this picture it made me hopeful, that as a whole we are making our mark. We are making a lasting impact, even if it is a flash fire. I hope that people can recognize that anything is possible and that you alone can make your passions and dreams a reality if you really choose in doing so. Life can be long and fruitful given your desire to make the most of it. Never hold back and live as hard and wide open as you can. Nothing you earn can be taken to the grave. However the mark you leave before you get there does.
Solitude, is what honestly drives me the most I believe. It's not failure or quitting when the fights over. It's the quietness that scares me. When the guns and explosions stop roaring and the world becomes quite, and you sit there all alone. Waiting for the next gun fight. That's what scares me. I don't know what I'd do with myself. That's what drives me inside and makes me never have an opportunity to worry about the what if, and the could have thoughts. It's exhausting, but I'm vastly afraid of standing still on that breach and never crossing the plain.
I am pretty fuckin humbled each morning I get to wake up and challenge myself in a sport that is normally impossible to make headway into. I get to do something I both love and hate passionately. Been a slow and painful experience, but that is how you grow. You have to suffer to grow, it is the simple part of life. It has been overwhelming, tiresome and at times made me really question what the fuck I am doing. Yet each morning I strap in and role the dice and see what I can make happen. I have been able to watch a small idea born in a barracks room cascade into a hungry bear looking for the next path to take. Each week another set of challenges and events, to overcome and excel at. Each week I get to help out players and teams alike create something more than just a jersey, or shirt, logo. To me we get to create memories, build bonds, endure hardships together, and learn who you truly are. The highlights of victories and the struggles of defeat, that to me is what we build. UNDR has been forged in a understanding that nothing is given without sacrifice, and nothing is earned without lose. That to me that is why, and what I am allowed to do is so much more meaningful. You cannot buy, fabricate, or pretend the feeling of hearing "10 seconds" or hoisting up that cup you and your crew battled, sweated, and bleed for. UNDR is proud to be a small part of that adventure and long and winding path we all endure to get there.
Collection of thoughts and updates from the UNDR corner.