Here I thought I had already posted about soccer, but I see I didn't!
Wednesday night, a few of us met up on a soccer field and had our first informal practice session. What a hoot!! We kicked and played, and did drills, and it was a blast.
A friend of my son's, Adam, is our coach. He tried out for the Whitecaps a few years ago, and has a shelf of trophies and medals. He hasn't played in years, so when he heard me talking about getting together with the girls, he asked if he could join us. One thing led to another, and now he's "Coach Adam".
He put us through our paces. Taught us a LOT. It was total fun.
The funniest part was when we collapsed, ready to call it quits... and then realized we had only been at it for 35 minutes.
The session ended up being called on account of "blister". Poor Erica. I hope she is okay. It was a DOOZY!!!
I thought I'd be sore the next day. I'm used to running, but not in spurts. Not full speed. Not kicking a ball. Turned out I'm awesome! Not an ache or pain in sight.
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