I like to think I’m in reasonable shape. I’m within 15 pounds of my high school weight. Last year I ran a half marathon, and although I’ve taken most of this year off (not by choice), yesterday I ran seven miles–the longest since last August. Today I went for a bike ride and went 25 miles–mostly because I’m not that bright–I should have stopped at 15. But you can’t stop at 15 when you’re still 10 miles from home.
So, tonight, when a neighbor called me up and asked if I’d sub on their indoor soccer team, I figured what the heck. I haven’t played soccer since I was 12, but I can handle an hour of soccer. Right?
Yeah, not so much. This was me at the start of the game:
Anyway, I had a heck of a time, and I’m now an official substitute for The Mosquitoes. So on top of my day job, my writing, TwHistory, the play, my family, and eating and sleeping, I can now add soccer to the list of things that I’d love to spend more time doing. I’ll just have to adjust a few things, and I’ll be good to go.
Who needs sleep anyway?