On Monday evening, Logan’s soccer team made history. Well, history was being made one way or the other, but the boys came together and made history in a positive way! The first “official” game EVER was held on our soccer field (first historic moment of the evening) and then, something magical happened…..WE WON!!!! The win was historic because: it was the first in program history, the first win of the season and the first win on our field!! Now, there may not be another win this season, but we have already improved our record from last year (ALL losses and one tie)!
I was proud of the integrity shown by our coach and our players in the 6-0 victory. We played a first-year program and had the opportunity to run up the score. But, we were the recipients of that type of play last season (last season was our first) and it always angered our coach, because he felt it unsportsmanlike and disrespectful. During the second half, he gave our reserve players most of the playing time. When our starters were on the field, they were not playing their normal positions. Logan, for example, usually plays right back on defense, but asked to play our midfield wing for second half. He ALMOST scored a goal!! When I asked him about it after the game, he said it was the worst decision he could have made. He was tired after 5 min at mid and had 15 to go! When the opportunity for the goal shot came around, he was so tired that he wasn’t able to get a good foot on it. (And I was ROLLING, I laughed so hard!) The REAL hilarity in all this is that Logan was ALWAYS midfield prior to high school (and yes, last year I thought Coach was CRAZY for making Logan a defender….maybe one of these days I will tell a funny story from my soccer coaching days). Of course, the level of play is different, but it still cracks me up that midfield now tires him out! (And let’s not forget he is my 6 min. mile Cross Country runner!)
Game-time temps were brutal and only got worse (brutal by this Texas gal’s standards, anyway). I don’t even know what the temps were except they were in the low 30s. I don’t know what the wind speed was, but it was TOO much!! Even with my handwarmers in my shoes, my poor toes were frozen. It was so cold that the shutter on my camera wouldn’t even snap properly and the majority of the pics look like those extended exposure pics where figures are moving, but you can see the blur of where they had been. And then the kicker – when I got up to leave my left thumb was hurting. Like down in the joint by my wrist! Tuesday morning it was still hurting so badly that I had to skip my stretching and foam rolling because putting weight on it hurt so badly! I slapped some KT Tape on it, took Ibuprofen and it became manageable as the day went on. Thankfully, I woke up this morning and it felt almost normal.
In other news, I’m STILL addicted to peanut butter (and honey!). I wasn’t THAT concerned during marathon training, although going through a 3 lb jar every 2 weeks should have been a clue. I just figured that when marathon training was over, I wouldn’t have such an urge to eat peanut butter with every meal and every snack. The peanut butter/honey combo goes with anything, everything, really. I start my day with English muffin, topped with peanut butter and honey. Banana with peanut butter and honey is divine! The combo also goes with saltine crackers, Ritz crackers, pretzels…..I could go on and on and on!!! Just call me the Bubba Gump of peanut butter. (OK, NOW I need some peanut butter!)
I realized on Monday that I may need an intervention, when my (tiny) 2 lb. jar of peanut butter was half-gone in less than 5 days! My concern isn’t so much my consumption of peanut butter, but my lack of exercise right now to offset it! I’m not TOO concerned, though, because I’ve only gained 4 lbs since my marathon and I really haven’t worked too hard to control my diet. A little off-season weight gain is good, right?!?
Happy Hump Day! Texas is cruising to sunny and temps in the 60s by the weekend! (CAN NOT WAIT!!!)