Ever since I was a little girl, briefly living in Texas, I’ve heard stories about the Texas wildflowers in the spring. I remember hearing how you can drive along any highway or country road and see the vivid blue bonnets; the red of the Indian paintbrush; and numerous others wildflowers that paint the countryside which can be blinding in its beauty.

Back in the late 60’s, while living in Texas (and picking me up along the way) my parents bought a watercolor much like the picture above that I still have and have dreamt of walking through these fields since I could remember.  The last time we lived in Texas, we had moved back north before spring time so I missed the legendary bloom. Last spring, I was filled with anticipation and had the exact spot picked out where I could take this long awaited walk.

Along comes the drought of north Texas. Which, as I learned, makes for a very poor wildflower bloom in spring time. What do I know about such things? I was used to getting 30-60 inches of snow each year, my lilacs never failed to bloom. I didn’t even know such a thing could happen! I waited each day for reports of fields filled with the blue bonnets in the picture I’d been looking at for close to 40 years.

Instead, what I got was a report from Rip’s sister that there was a patch of maybe a dozen or so of the blue wonders near a local Wal-Mart. WHAT? I drove out and missed them the first time so had to loop around Hwy 44 again so I could see the few, the proud, the Wichita Falls Bluebonnet. What a jip! Forty years of expectations down the tube in on fail swoop! I’ll try to keep the bitterness to a minimum here but believe me, I was pissed!

Spring is like that, I’ve come to learn. Expectations of what we wanted to do; see; or be after the long winter need to be laid to rest. Many of you had your annual gym memberships renewed with vigor in January and have already let the pass cards gather dust. Others have found frustration with not being where they had mapped out in their log books and aren’t squatting the 400+ pounds they were expecting to by now. Whatever the case may be, let it go. Enjoy what you have today and set new goals understanding that life’s turns will automatically adjust them and everything will be fine.

We’re heading to San Antonio this weekend and we may see some wildflowers along the way. It’d be nice, but I’ll enjoy the ride no matter what. Does that mean I’m lowering expectations? Nope. It means I’ll appreciate the find all the more.

Happy Spring!  jp

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For training opportunities at tosabarbell, call or text Juli at 320-296-9313. e-mail to jep6095@gmail.com At tosabarbell, I build relationships cultivated in a strength and learning environment. There is no 12 week magic pill program to strength but rather a lifetime commitment to be the very best and most useful human you can be. tosabarbell is a private, home grown gym with three lifting platforms; squat rack; prowlers; throwing implements; bars, bumpers and everything else needed for an effective strength and conditioning program. Straightforward barbell programming including the Olympic lifts; sound (read: not fancy bullshit) diet advance for weight gain or loss; and strong coaching will ensure you will meet your goals such as becoming stronger, more explosive, and better conditioned. I have been coaching teams and athletes for over 30 years. I grew up participating in various sports at various levels but was always drawn to those that require strength training. I have multiple local, national, and world records in the sports of Weightlifting and Highland Games Heavy Events as well as a combined total of 5 World Championships. My 5 years of training and coaching under Mark Rippetoe provided a wide range of influence from some of the top strength & conditioning and throwing coaches in the country. I will strongly encourage tosabarbell athletes to compete (and prepare you to do so.) However, tosabarbell is also for those who wish to be stronger and go through life feeling better. Matt WanAt is a retired Professional Strongman who competed frequently with Strongman Champions League in Europe. He played a year of D1 football with Iowa before concentrating on his Chemical Engineering degree in Iowa City. He is a native of Wauwatosa and still remains a staunch supporter of Tosa East. This blog will be a mixture of strength notes, coaching and nutrition tips, personal shit; bacon delicacies, and a whole lot of fun.
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1 Response to Expectations

  1. mary ferguson says:

    The wildflowers were starting last weekend on the roads to Odessa. You should have a bunch to see next week!!!

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