Have you ever felt on the edge of something great? Have you ever felt like over-the-top excited about the future? Have you ever been sober enough to realize that it’s just not now, not yet?

It’s a quiet mix of frustration and jubilation.

This year is the year of preparation. It means being broken, molded; it means that I’m going to have to learn everything that I possible can. Teach me, show me, hold me as I walk.

Let the training begin. I really want to get my ass kicked.