The Training

I finally got results back from my test (the one that started me on this blogging adventure). The score was as predicted – Test 1; Me 1. If this was a game of soccer all would be fine. We would shake hands and say, “Good game,” while each secretly feeling like we were the ones who had really won. But as much as we feel like we are just running around chasing an elusive ball that always seems to be going in the direction we are not, life is somewhat different than a soccer game. In April, we will meet for Round 2; one test, one point available, and no chance for a tie.