Never Doing Speed Again

This week was a bit more hectic between work, school, personal errands and the addition of working-out again. Living in New York City everything is always moving at such a fast pace, everything, its as if I'm trying to catch up to something that isn't even there. I've realized that I make too many things that are optional mandatory. I took a moment to assess whether I have to make every outting, or watch every show, or even play basketball every time the guys want to (please who am I kidding, I'll be at the park lol). But I seriously realized that the word no is there for a reason, especially when I have things pertaining to my future to take care of. But anyway, SPEED, such a dangerous thing but so addicting. I can't help it sometimes, speeding is so much fun but so expensive and dangerous (but what isn't). Early Tuesday morning at the crack of 5 a.m. an officer decided to stop me on the Grand Central, smh; well I was going 80 mph but still!! He slapped me with a $195 ticket even after I showed him my PBA card, although the ticket seems to be defective, that's another story. Speeding isn't just a fast way to get from point A to point B it's a skill and like any skill it takes practice; for most excellent drivers you do it because you enjoy the excitement and the spontaneity of it, not because you want to "kill yourself" as most cops say. Despite all that I've decided to slow down, not only behind the wheel but also in life. In both spectra it's not gonna be easy, I love driving fast as if it were food, and I love keeping my life ever moving. In no way, shape, or form will this slow down keep me from progressing, it will only keep me safer and a bit more sane.