After more than two years off, tonight I set foot on the soccer field.
I started playing soccer when I was 6 years old and it was my first love. When Mike and I moved to Houston I was going to find a team to play on, but we soon decided to have a baby and there was no playing then. After Haley was born it wasn’t a priority for me anymore and I just didn’t try to find a team. I felt I already spent so much time away from her while at work, I didn’t want to add to it.
Now that I am not working, I don’t feel as bad spending a couple hours away from her once a week for me.
So tonight I had my come back! And man am I out of shape. I really need to start getting Haley into that jogging stoller and hitting the pavement. I have two weeks until our next game and I hope to not be hacking up a lung after that match. I feel pretty good right now, just very sweaty, and tired. We’ll see how I feel tomorrow.
Here I am in the Bulls t-shirt. I was probably 11, maybe 12.
And here I am at 6 years old. First team. The Lilacs. Don’t you love my perm?