I was supposed to go.
I didn't go.
I had rugby in the morning and then, while leaving rugby with some of my teammates, we got discussing my dilemma. I had been invited to the WBC event but I had also been invited to a baby's christening ceremony. Prior to rugby practice today, I had decided to go to the world boxing event. There were going to be some lectures, many world champion female boxers to mingle with and meet, and then there were going to be several live bouts tonight. At the baby ceremony, there would just be one little baby as the highlight of the show.
I went to the baby christening ceremony.
I went because it was family and the couple who's baby it was is special to me. I don't consider myself to be close with many people here really but this couple is close to me, important to me, and I already am bad at not participating in life outside of my boxing and business. I'm missing out on a lot of life trying to make myself a life, I know that.
The ceremony was in the back room of a church out of town and then they had a beautiful dinner at this Spanish restaurant where some musicians entertained us and I dined on quite the feast of delish food.
I had made the right decision.
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