One aspect of my life I’m generally reluctant to talk about are my days as an athlete. Recently, a close friend of mine asked the million dollar question.
I feel it is necessary for me to say that I’m tremendously grateful for the memories, lessons, and friendships that sports provided me with. However, I never wanted to be defined by my past successes or past failures as an athlete, so I don’t find it particularly beneficial to talk about it at length in the present; I want to keep evolving as a person. It is impossible to fully enjoy the present if you expend your energy trying to live in the past.
At this point in my life, I’m an actor, model, writer, and have been experimenting with photography, so it’s probably easier to say I’m an artist. I have found that living as a creative is far from easy, but also the most fulfilling, which makes for an interesting juxtaposition.
Let’s face it...every model has an expiration date, but if I can be a working actor, write, and take photographs until the day I die, that would be my version of “living the dream.” That dream could change, however, and if it does, I welcome it so long as I’m doing what I love. I hope that when this body is no more and my hair is either gray, gone, or both that I’ll be able to sit back and think to myself, “I’m in the prime of my life,” because that will mean I’m still living in the present, enjoying what I have.
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