So I joined up to play in an over-40 soccer league. I’m thinking, "Hey, I’m on the younger end of that spectrum so how bad can it be?" I played the first couple of games and discovered how truly out of shape I am. Since I haven’t played competitive soccer in over 23 years and I’ve put on more pounds than I’d like to admit, those 40 yard sprints ain’t to easy to recover from. So this week when they asked me to play goalie I thought, "Hey, why not? At least I won’t feel like I’m gonna pass out after five minutes."
Sunday I stepped into goal and little did I know that the team we were facing was a perennial power in the league. Thus I found myself flopping around like a fish on land as I went after shots, crosses, through balls, etc. I really enjoyed it, but yesterday when I woke up I felt like someone had beat me with a 2×4. Then on top of that I got hit with a mild case of the flu bug which engendered me not venturing too far from the facilities all day long. By last night I had the shakes something fierce and all I could do was lie in bed under several blankets with a heating pad on my lower back.
Thankfully a good night’s sleep seems to have cured all that ails me, with the notable exception that I’m still over-40 and wondering why I can’t party like its 1984.