You have this other person who you love with all of your heart. They’re putting in all of this effort; working, grinding, just putting it all out there.

And then there’s me. It’s pretty straight forward: back and forth, nice and steady rhythm. Don’t get me wrong, it gets the job done. And it’s not like I don’t care. I’m doing it as often as possible. I love it, it’s one of my favorite things in the world. But the outcome doesn’t always meet expectations.

And honestly, that’s really a shame. My kids deserve to have proper tape jobs on their hockey sticks. Sometimes there’s a little crease here. This side is not quite as straight. The toe looks terrible because I got lazy in my cuts. I demand they put in their best effort in whatever they do. It’s only fair they get the same from me. I must be better. I will be better.