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April 3, 2012 - Jim Bartholow
In my mind, I'm still in my 20s, able to walk anywhere and do anything. Mowing the lawn takes 3 hours, but I can do it and it looks might fine. Riding mowers? Don't need 'em. Then, reality hits.
In my mind's eye my waistline is still 32 inches. Reality is that picture was true years ago. It's sure not true now and I find parts of my body that stick out more now are always running into things on tables.
I think I can keep up with our daughter Jana's 2 children (ages 2 and 5). I can keep up with them, but for a very, very short time. The reality is that I can't wait to take our grandson to preschool at 12:30 and enjoy a nap with our youngest granddaughter. I'm bushed and I know my wife, Leslie, is hanging on by a thread, too. But that's reality for this babysitting helper.
Baseball season begins in a few days and I just know the Tribe is going to have another fun year and contend for a pennant. They might even finish above .500!!!!!! Reality might be much different, but I steadfastly refuse to look at the reality of how my team stacks up. Let's play the games and see how things turn out.
One last word on reality. the Ohio U.Bobcats men's basketball team had a great run in the NCAA tournament. After the heartbreaker to North Carolina, there was a lot of talk about the program rising, much like Gonzaga, to be an NCAA mid-major power. Then is a matter of a couple days, reality hit OU big time. The coach was lured away to Illinois and the players and fans were left scratching their heads about what just happened.
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