bizSearchHow young is too young?
Growing up, I was always trying different sports. And my parents, God love them for all the shoes and support they provided, had two rules. 1) Playing sports were a reward for good grades. 2) I could only play one sport at a time. That said, as many parents know, my focus would change based on the season. In the spring and summer time, I’d play baseball.
In the winter, basketball reigned supreme. And in the fall, football practices and Saturday afternoon games were what I lived for. Suffice to say; from the time I was in kindergarten, I was always involved in some kind of organized sport. And as it turns out, as long as swimming (I sink like a rock) and kicking wasn’t involved (I made one failed attempt at soccer in third grade), I was normally pretty good at just about anything I tried. ...
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