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Aug 10, 2008 23:29

Determination. The feeling of Phelps' face and arms as he whooped and cheered on his teammate for doing the impossible. Completely impossible except for the fact that it happened. The pure, carnal happiness of someone who had fought for something, wanted it desperately, and got it - determination trumping out skill or ability.

I watched that, high-fived my roommate over it.

Determination is not a word I have really been brothers with in almost four years. And it's hitting me so hard right now...this word that made Jason Lezak rocket past that Frenchman (whose name I've forgotten because he talked smack and now he's in 2nd place) in the final moments of that mens 4x100 relay race.

I need to sit down and figure out what inspires me - what I am determined to do. Not just what I want to do. What I am determined to do. There's a kind of deep grip that determination gives you...friction from your toes to your torso and up through your face. And I don't know that I've felt it in some time.



-I am determined to find healthy love.
-I am determined to foster open, feeling friendships.
-I am determined to return to the cruise ship and live productively and successfully there.
-I am determined to make a living through education and music.
-I am determined to read. Even if at the moment it's "twilight"
-I am determined to do push-ups and begin running.
-I am determined to respond to people always.
-I am determined to be as best at what I do as I can.
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