Sissy

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:

And this is me roughly 3 minutes into the 60 minute game:
Only it wasn’t really muddy (it is indoors after all), and at no time was I actually ever without my shirt. I tried once, but the spectators started to complain.
Indoor soccer is HARD. But holy gravy is it fun. It’s basically 60 minutes of sprinting, but since you’re playing a game it doesn’t feel like exercise. 
The neighbor who invited me was very helpful, and told me where to stand, and whom to guard. And in my head, I knew exactly where I should be. But I couldn’t get my body to exactly go along with the plan. My head would say something like, “Legs, go over there and guard that woman. The one who looks to be in her sixties.” And my legs would say something that I can’t repeat here because my blog is family friendly. Let’s just say it’s not polite.

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?

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