Those days of [chosen sport] training, especially the wintry ones that bore frost and ice upon grass and earth, were fun in their own way and also challenging because of the effort, the chill, the endurance required. At the time I never realised what golden moments they were, win or lose, it was about being together and feeling supported. That's what mattered. And so now I take that old memory and use it as my flashlight, showing me what is golden in the here and now so that I can enjoy it all the more. [sport] was cold early starts and mud in places nobody mentions, and I loved it. It became woven into the fabric of who I am. [chosen sport] was the song of my youth, my anthem, the kicking rhythm of my heart. [chosen sport] makes a team player out of you, a person who sees that personal success depends on others being healthy and well.
