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December 19, 2005
No love for Audrey
My soccer team lost 8-6 last night. There is some electronic thoughts (IM and e-mail) to the effect that things may have gone differently if myself (a fwd) and another kid (a defender) were there (one comment was in the guy (joking?) form of “and we all hate you for not showing up last night”). I do feel badly that I couldn’t play last night. I wish I could have. But I’m not an idiot. I don’t feel excessively badly b/c there is no way I could have. (Ok, if it was about 10 times more important I may have been able to, but in this instance it wouldn’t have been worth the crippling aftermath-and the need to purchase even bigger shoes). So…that sucks. I wish I could have been there for whatever it would have been worth. I am toying with the idea of sending my team a giant, zoomed in, e-picture of my foot as proof of my injury. But that would be very disgusting. This actually happened before. Last Thanksgiving I broke my toe and then had to bow out of a relay race. I guess the way I wrote the e-mail lent itself to everyone thinking I was kidding about the injury and I just didn't want to race. That one was probably my fault.
I just got back from the gym. It’s been a tradition for years that I go workout after a final or big project. I made it in perfect time for a spin class. We did mostly climbing. I lifted upper body. Then I got back on my regular bike and did some errands. Oh my legs were tired. Exhausted tired. (It occurred to me this type of training probably would have been helpful to prepare for the tri). I went to the post office where they gave me my refund. I was, of course, secretly hoping that the letter tracking system had been off and my entry HAD gotten to the race on time. Unfortunately, that was not to be, and all I got was my $13.65 in postage back.
Posted by Audrey at December 19, 2005 02:48 PM