Saturday, June 14, 2014

Nike made a life-sized Rafael Nadal statue made from red clay

What better way to celebrate Rafael Nadal’s unprecedented ninth French Open title than by creating a life-sized, clay statue in his honor? Well, I can probably think of a few ways, but Nike’s gesture is pretty cool nonetheless.

(AP)
Nike unveiled the statue, made up of the crushed-brick material used on Nadal’s favorite courts, on Tuesday, two days after the world No. 1 defeated Novak Djokovic to win his fifth consecutive championship at Roland Garros.


The statue will appear in a Nike store in Paris with a plaque reading “legends are made from different stuff.”

If Roger Federer wins another Wimbledon, I wonder if there will be an Edward Scissorhands-like sculpture at the ready???

Monday, November 18, 2013

Why We as Women Need to Ease Up On Men.

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This isn’t about the men that hurt on purpose, men that rape, or men that abandon their families. This is about the average Joe, the guy that loved his mama, tries his best and is still mystified by those of us that are female.
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I hear women question openly: What’s wrong with men? Why can’t they shoot straight? Why can’t they communicate?
We complain that men are shut down in one breath, and complain they’re too emotional in the next. The truth is, our men are striving for a balance in a world where the rules of masculinity keep changing.
I live in Boulder, Colorado, where a man is as likely to have a yoga mat in the back of his truck as his mountain bike. While yoga may open their hips and allow their minds to clear, there are still many guarded and wounded hearts in those classes. Both men and women have been wounded deeply. Men still struggle to make sense of women, while women experience men as closed off and shut down. The reality is, a man’s heart is as vulnerable as a woman’s, but the rules for men are laid out differently from the very beginning. Here’s a great example of the difference:
While walking my dog, I met a boy in his young teens on a skateboard. His eyes were clear as they met mine and we engaged in a friendly chat. He was open and unguarded until my dog approached, then sharing with me that he once had a dog that looked like mine and was forced to give her away. In that moment, his face clouded, his eyes dimmed and the pain he carried was noticeable. His body language changed and his friendliness ceased.
My mouth hung open as he walked away without saying goodbye, and I realized I had just witnessed a clue as to why many men seem shut down.
Like many women, men are wounded early. The difference? Men are often forced to “buck up” and stuff their emotions rather than express them. Think about it: peers usually ostracize a crying boy over the age of 7.
Often juggling his ever-changing role with mom, he naturally starts to bond with dad and old rules such as “buck up, boys don’t cry and get over it” from prior generations are passed on once again. As years go by, a young boy’s heart becomes more and more protected with each new wound, no real outlet for emotions available. On the other hand, a great many women, regardless of their dysfunctional childhood, grow up and find comfort through female friendships—it’s considered normal to cry and vent, express emotion, and fall apart if necessary.
Men aren’t naturally encouraged to release their pain and express hurt, so to survive, they add armor to their hearts and stand guarded against further pain.
While we find comfort in our female friendships, many men say their only source of physical comfort is sex. I often wonder: Do men reach across the bed for sex when sometimes they’re just seeking solace?
The women I know all agree that witnessing an empowered man opening his heart, despite his wounding, and putting it all out there in a vulnerable way–that is sexy. Sexy, but not easy. Most men have been shamed in the past for asking for what they want. They’ve been shamed for wanting sex, shamed for feeling attraction and shamed for their vulnerability. It’s an uneasy playing field out there, actually a mine field, when you think about it.
Take a woman previously wounded by an aggressive man and have her approached by a man openly asking for what he wants and she may run. Makes you realize that the next woman he approaches may experience him as a man that dances around what he really wants–now afraid to ask openly. What a conundrum eh? Women are wounded and afraid to trust. Men are wounded and afraid to open.
So what can we do?
  • We, as women, can be patient when men talk with us, give them time and space to express themselves and understand that they don’t communicate like our female friends.
  • Bantering with girlfriends and talking over one another is common behavior when we gather together, but a man’s sharing is a different process. Men don’t jump from subject to subject. It’s not that they don’t want to share with us, it’s that often when they try to, we jump in and interrupt the flow.
  • We can count to 10 in our heads when they stop talking and give them a chance to speak again because 9 out of 10 times, they will.
  • We can have patience.
  • We can understand that a closed down reaction during a fight is most likely embarrassment and pain as our men realize they’ve disappointed us. We can take a step back and not take the lack of immediate communication as anger and instead, take a time out.
  • Most importantly we can remember that our man is not going to be like our female friends. Changing men is not the goal. Even if we successfully changed them, chances are we wouldn’t be attracted to them anymore.
By learning to decipher what appears to be shut down and angry behavior as deep wounding, we can find the patience needed to speak a different language with the men we love. Treating our men as we do our female friends is like walking into a French pastry shop, ordering something in Cantonese, and getting angry when we’re not understood. It may require a different language to show our love.
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Originally posted on Daily Transformations

Monday, July 1, 2013

Are You There, Rafa? It’s Me, Roger.

Rafa?

Who is this?

It is me, Rafa.

Roger?

Yes. It is Roger calling.

Oh, Roger. I saw. You are out at Wimbledon, too. That made me sad, Roger. If not for me, I always root for you.

I am the same, Rafa, I was sad to see you depart so early.

What are you doing now?

Nothing. I'm so bored, Rafa. Bored, bored, bored.

Me, too.

This morning, I folded all my bandannas.

I folded all my bandannas, too!

So many bandannas.

Yes. So many bandannas.

Tell me, Rafa: What do people do when they lose this early?

It's brutal. You have to stay away from the TV. No tennis highlights.

Ugh. I know. I watch other sports. Tell me something: Who is Tebow?

Tebow? I believe he plays cricket.

But you're not sure.

No.

There sure is a lot of news about Tebow.

We were supposed to meet, Roger. Everyone expected us. There was so much excitement.

Yes. In the quarterfinals. I thought it was cheesy, Rafa. Like having the Stones open up for Maroon 5. Sort of an insult, no?

Perhaps, Roger. We have so many great memories at Wimbledon. Three finals.

Yes. I won two.

True. But I won the last one. The one everyone remembers.

(silence)

Roger? Roger?

(silence)

Roger?

I remember, Rafa. That final was hard for me. I relive it many times. I still see us in the twilight. You biting the trophy. Me holding that crummy plate.

I am sorry, Roger.

Rafa, what did you do last year?

Say that again?

Last year. What did you do, when you lost. Second round. To Lukas Rosol.

Phew. That was tough. I took some time off.

You took a long time off, Rafa. No Open. No Australia. Not even Shanghai Rolex Masters.

True. But when I came back, I won pretty much everything.

You did win pretty much everything. You looked amazing, Rafa. But now this.

"This." You make it sound so horrible.

It is horrible. Rafa, this does not happen to Roger. It hasn't happened in so many years.

You sound embarrassed.

I'm not embarrassed. I have won 17 Grand Slams, Rafa.

I have won 12, Roger. And I am only 27.

Well who do you like to win Wimbledon now?

We must cheer for Andy, Roger.

Yes, Andy. Andy would be good. It would be sweet. A great story.

Poetic.

Good for tennis.

Yes. Good for tennis.

Of course, had I won, it would also be good for tennis.

What about Nole, Roger? What if Nole won?

(Silence)

Roger?

I am sorry. Did you say something? I was looking for my pet owl's scarf.

No, forget it. Nothing. Roger, do you ever think it is going to end?

Don't say that, Rafa. There are many journeys left. Many finals. Many more trophies.

I hope so. I loved those days.

Rafa, l need to ask you something.

Yes, Roger?

Do you need any orange-soled Nike sneakers? Banned by Wimbledon. Never been worn. I have, like, a zillion pairs. They're totally outrageous.

Nah. I'm good with sneakers. I'm just bored.

Me too. So, so bored.

See you in New York, Roger.

I hope so, Rafa.

Under the lights.

For everything.

It would be good for tennis, Roger.

Yes, Rafa. So good for tennis. " 


Saturday, June 29, 2013

May You Rest In Peace, Hashim Bin Hassan (28/6/2013)

Yesterday must be my worst day ever for this year... I'm still in the middle of my final exam and I've received the news about my uncle passing early in the morning. It's kinda hard to take in because I just saw him at home recovering from that accident he had a couple of weeks ago and suddenly, he's gone... Doesn't help the fact that the last time we saw each other, I ended up giving him an ultimatum about him not making any effort for his recovery. I even told my mom to send him back to his house and let him take of himself if my mom thought that it's hard for her to take care of him. Let's just say, I did say something that's harsh to him on that day.

Probably, he knew that he doesn't have much time already. Maybe that's why he's already given up. Maybe that's why he didn't want to make an effort to recover. Because he knew his time is up. He knew that he's leaving.

For whatever I've said or done; I'm sorry, Pak Busu. May you find peace on the other side. R.I.P. Al-Fatihah.

Al-Fatihah for Hashim B. Hassan (28/6/13)