Soccer, You Stranger....

Holy WHAT IN THE WORLD is wrong with my body?!

Okayokayokay. Let's get real here. I am nowhere near A) the peak of physical ability that I was this time even 6 years ago, and B) still in college soccer shape.

Like, not at all, apparently. I'm still not over it.
Tonight I was harshly reminded that in spite of any cardio I have currently incorporated into my regimen, and with complete disregard to anything yoga has grown in me, soccer will continue to prevail as one of the most demanding cardio activities ever.

With a mixture of severe disdain for my current lack of field tenacity and a [re-]developing resolve to demand my body to obey a revised course of immediate action, I fumbled my way through 40 minutes of indoor soccer. It was a pathetically-executed endeavor on my part, making the contrast of my field presence in 2004 to 10 years later all that more defined.

LONG STORY SHORT, this year will NOT end with me feeling the same way I do now.

ohhhhh, it's been a while! 

I do want to thank Rob & Sydni for being troopers and coming out to cheer Becky and me on, for the short time we were there. If I had to choose any two to sideline me, it would hands down be those two.

So there's that.... 2015's not gonna know what hit it when I come out on the other side. We can go ahead and label that a New Year's Resolution for the sake of categorization, but it's not going to stop there. Thirty and forward is gonna stay fit.

I'm gunnin' for you all over again, field ;)

xo | cmd