String Roads

Welcome to my domain everyone! Let me begin by saying I can be indecisive.

Knowing this, I've come to a point where I need to make a decision. It's not like a fork in the road, it's closer to deciding to make a U-turn or not.

Imagine a two-lane highway. For every moment lived the highway gets longer and longer to keep you from driving off the edge. This is life.

As aspects of your life develop and discontinue new roads are created and halted alongside the highway. These roads define you. Each of these roads has two parts. One to the right and one to the left of the highway. The right is for traveling forward, living and experiencing. The left is identical to the right, but it’s for traveling backward, the access road to your memories.

Now if you were to imagine all of life's “roads”, then it'd be a scribbled mess, laying over and branching off of each other at different times. This example is restrained to only my life and one of my “life roads”. These paths touch at some points, and separate at others.

As memories form and events occur two things can develop. I lay out a string along my main road that connects me to that memory in the past, or it becomes so important that it can be considered a defining aspect in my life, which creates a new road.

Now the decision is maintenance or development.

Suddenly I have this slack feeling in my mind; one of the trails of string I've been slowly letting out to connect me to my memories snaps. Plenty of small strings have snapped in the past, some I've never noticed and won't ever notice are missing, but when those small strings braid together they form a strong cord that can hold its own. My question is, has a cord snapped? Did it slowly disappear, one string at a time, so I wouldn't notice?

My first "passion," if it really is a passion, is making that U-turn and finding those broken strings. I know if I start driving down “memory lane” there’s the chance I won't find any, maybe they've simply been pushed off the roadside into the dark abyss of forget below, but, if I can save and reconnect even one string before it falls, then the U-turn will be worth it.

Now, I am a military brat so this "blast from the past" won't be boring. This road trip will pass by stories of actual road trips, funny stories, and even places as far away as Alaska.

During my other passion I;ll drive on a road that branched off my highway and lay out more strings.

This road is called Flip Lane. This road is my gymnastics life.

I can talk a little about what I do and why, what certain skills are called, and the Olympics. By reading this you may even be able to tell what gymnasts will be doing in Brazil come 2016. I've been a part of this sport for the better half of my life so there are stories galore. Some are funny, and others painful, but all entertaining.

U-ey or Nawh? Your pick. I want this to be just as exciting to me as it is to you.