Sunday Bloody Sunday

And I don’t mean that U2 song. I mean this Sunday or any other Sunday in general. I used to watch Formula One and the races were always on Sunday’s. But since my favorite driver retired from the series to go to another one, I stopped caring. It was a part of my life for almost 14 years. I planned my whole weekends around it. My mother couldn’t understand it at all. I watched other motor sports as well but now they don’t interest me that much. People that I follow are mostly motor sport fans and they post a lot about F1. Especially on race weekends. Honestly, I’m just bored with it. But they are nice people so I don’t want to un-follow them either. And if I do, I won’t have anyone to follow. I used to read their Twitter or Facebook post but now I just scroll and scroll. I thought I would be interested in sport the rest of my life. But my interest are elsewhere.

I did not always be a sports fan. I only watched some ice hockey or football (that’s British football) when I was younger. I was always a music and movie fan first. It was only when I became an adult that I started to watch sport. But now it feels like I’m back again to where I was when I was a teenager. Maybe it’s just temporary.
Watching sport does give a special feeling. Something I didn’t get from other things. The excitement and the unity with other fans. It was like a new religion. The atmosphere in sport events are uncanny. I’ve seen football, ice hockey and alpine skiing live. That’s it when it comes to watching sport out of the house (or in my case, flat) I mostly watched sport on TV or on the internet. I hope I could see tennis live at least once in my life.

Next Sunday though, the motor sport series that my favorite driver will race in starts. Maybe I’ll change my mind about motor sport after all. At least I won’t discard it entirely.

What comes to my own sporty achievements. Well, 7th in cross-country skiing when I was 7 and bronze in handball. But I didn’t play in that tournament but since it’s a team sport, that can be counted in. I’ve never been into competing that much. I rather watch others breaking a sweat 😀

“I know you’re there. Why do you linger in the shadows?”

That’s what Thranduil said in The Hobbit: The Desolation of Smaug.

So I ask You the same, my dear followers, ‘Why do you linger in the shadows?’
This is just an observation and I’m not telling You what to do. I know You are out there. I can see from the ‘Like’ and pingbacks that You, my followers, are there. But don’t be shy. Come out from the shadows for a while. Maybe You’re just so busy with life (you know job, school, family and that sort of things) or maybe You just have so many blogs to read. Whatever reason You have. It would be nice though to get feedback from You once in a while. It doesn’t have to be analysing things. Just one comment would be nice. I don’t expect anything special. I’m not expecting long conversations. I don’t write any serious subjects. Maybe I should but that’s something this blog is not about. Like I wrote in ‘About me’ That still stands.

I’m not complaining though. I’ve got some comments. Thank you. You know who you are. But sometimes when I write non challenge things, they seem to get unnoticed. Maybe they’re not something You’re interested in. But that’s OK. I know I shouldn’t care if You post comments or not. I write for myself anyway. That’s something I shouldn’t forget.

Come now, don’t be shy… step into the light

 

IBQ Writing Prompt: Focus

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Focus now.  As this week’s IBQ Writing Prompt is about.

When I was a child, focus was not one of my strongest points. Especially when it came to school. I just wanted to play instead of studying. I never wanted to do things I didn’t want to. Homework was one of them. I was good at some things but a subject like Maths was a pain. I’ve never been good at that. I just couldn’t focus. Never been good with numbers. The weird thing is, I do remember numbers but I never seem to be enough focused with the counting part.

I’ve noticed in recent years that even if I’m focusing on something, I still can focus on my surroundings. Multitasking in my head, I would call it. People think I’m not listening while I do something else. But I really do. For example, if I’m using the internet and someone is suddenly talking to me, I can still hear them.It’s not like I become deaf if I’m focusing on something else at the same time.
When I’m writing fiction, I’m so focused on that so I forget my surroundings. But that’s probably the only time I’m not listening if someone is talking. Or I get irritated if someone interrupts my train of thought.

I’ve always seen myself as a creative person. I made scrapbooks of a few bands I liked and later one with a Formula One team and the other two drivers. I had text and pictures in them. I think I could be quite good at making websites. But I don’t think I could keep my focus on that for too long. I just get bored easily. Even photography gets boring after a while. I’m just interested in different things so my focus is not on one thing only. Maybe that’s the reason I don’t know what I want from life. Career wise that is. I just focus on so many things at once.