5 Habits of Highly Ineffective Basketball Players

I was a highly ineffective basketball player. Yep. I was. When I got to college, I was. My first semester of college I struggled. My first practice I struggled. I had an asthma attack in my first practice. I don’t even have asthma. We were having an individual session with just 3 guards. And coach had us all over the place. And I couldn’t breathe. I ended up at the University Health Center. That was during the morning. That afternoon I was supposed to run 2 miles within 16 minutes. “What! I can’t do that. I got asthma.” I asked the doctor could he write a note to my coach explaining that I could not run the 2 miles that day. Little did I know. I would have to run it the next day.

It totally caught me off guard. I was a star. I was a super star. A super star basketball player since 7th grade. I was MVP of my teams for 6 straight years. 7th grade, 8th grade. 9th grade. 10th grade. 11th grade. 12th grade. Why was basketball so difficult when I got to college? Why was preseason conditioning so hard? I use to beat everyone in sprints in junior high and high school.

Because of my ineffectiveness during my days of college basketball, I decided to be a trainer. I decided to educate young ladies on what basketball really was. Especially if they thought about playing on the college level.

Here is a list of habits I had that made me ineffective as a college basketball player.

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Habits vs Resolutions

I had a wonderful evening out to dinner with my college teammates and assistant coach.. We had a mini reunion.. I had too much fun reminiscing about our playing days. As we were reminiscing, guess who walks through the door. UCONN women’s basketball team.. The number 1 team in the country. They were in town to play Memphis. Our school we played for over 15 years ago. Everyone in the restaurant became mesmerized. They were humongous.  I remember when people would stare at us as we walk through airports and restaurants with our Memphis gear on. Those were the days..

Now, instead of 3 hour basketball practices and game days, I’m peeling myself out the bed to beat the crowd to the gym so I can get my treadmill. The one that’s right in front of the TV..The one I didn’t like at first because it doesn’t automatically increase in pace like the other one.

Shocked that I was the only person in the gym. It’s January 4. 7:45am Saturday morning. Last year, the first 2 weeks of January, it was waiting room only to get on the treadmill or any machine. Surely someone set a resolution to lose weight for the New Year.

I had decided a few weeks earlier to ramp up my work out. Before I would come to the gym 2 to 3 times a week to walk on the treadmill for 30-45 minutes. After re-reading the story on how Memphis’ basketball player Shaq Goodwin lost 30-40 pounds over the summer. I decided to walk for 1 hour 3-4 times a week while watching TV at the gym.

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Refocus in 2014

I heard that it takes 21 days to create a habit. I’ve been creating a habit. I’m at the end of my third week of walking for 1 hour, at an increasing pace, 4 times a week. I’m working on creating another habit – doing something completely different or out of the ordinary at least once a month. I’m heading into my 4th month of attending a series of wine tasting classes at the Brooks Museum. I’ve learned, a little, about white wines, red wines, sparkling wines and I will finish up with desert wines. I’m working on reading 2 books a month also.  Right now I’m reading Influence The Psychology of Persuasion. It’s pretty neat to learn about how people (how I) react to different situations we are put in. As I write this, it seems like I’m doing a lot. In a way, I am and in a way, I’m not.

I have been involved in basketball in some fashion for over 12 years. I’ve been a head coach, an assistant coach, and a trainer. I’ve run basketball camps, basketball leagues, boys tournaments and girls tournaments. I’ve also helped start several basketball organizations. All of this while working a full time job.

During this time, I’ve lost loved ones. I’ve lost time. I’ve also lost me. I’ve been so focused on being  Patosha, the employee. Patosha, the basketball coach.  Patosha, the girls basketball trainer. Patosha, the publisher of MemphisGirlsBasketball.com. I forgot about Patosha, the person. I’ve decided that I need to take some time for me.

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