At the Start line, border

I did not begin yet to be president of the club I am in, but so near the start line, already feel the heaviness of decisions on my shoulder.

Yes, most I can ask advice, find out, delegate even, but I have to decide on some almost alone, by myself.

I hope, I will not loose sleep any more over them as I did this night.

From far, it was easy, great, wonderful. Now suddenly I am tormented. It is so much not me! But I find myself doing it. Having doubts, asking questions.

Yes, I have a learning year before me.