the wild horse

about a year ago i went to a volleyball team with the girls that used to make up my team. it was a wonderfull weekend, full of volleyball, games with other teams (grownups, so they really were a blast). and a snivelly nose because of a cold.

we got to know each other better, and developed a team spirit that is an absolute necessity in volleyball games. without a team spirit you dont play together, if you dont play together you dont play at all. if you dont like and know your team, you dont "feel" if your neighbour is going to get the ball or if its your tur, you dont know when to push the motivation button, or take measures to raise team morale, games even against easy teams are lost more quickly than you can blink.

so one dark and cold evening we came up with the glorious idea to give each other nicknames in form of animals that "fit". beate, the middlefielder got the name squirrel because shes fast, never tired and can run for hours over hours. there also was the seal, frog? and i dont remember the rest. I got associated with the wild horse.

Im sporty and have endurance, im stubborn and i never give up (almost never). It is a fitting metaphor. just like cat in breakfast at tiffany's I seem to be a wild thing, i dont belong to anybody and nobody belongs to me, apart form the people i choose to share my life with. just like the romantic picture of the wild horse i need my liberty and freedom to do my thing, to stumble over my stepping stones and to go the way im supposed to go. Im weird in my way, but dont we all have something that defines us form the masses? I need people, but i sometimes need a little room to be on my own. nevertheless what i hate most is to be restricted in what i want to do and to achieve by other people, especially if i know that i can do it. maybe thats why Im a troublesome girlfriend to have.

my team has summed up what I see myself as, better than anybody else yet. due to dancing and me being born a year too early i cannot play with the girls this year, but that does not mean i have forgotten the great past seasons and experiences.