A rainy morning but I needed to play so off I went to join the pickup soccer game. Was nice to see the guys after a month of travel and winter weather. 20 minutes in I took the ball in my face, and played on with a fat lip. An hour in, I pounced on a rebound and smashed the ball into the open net.
soccer
Soccer has been a constant in my life for near 50 years. I play, I watch, I attend.
Back home in Chapel Hill. Mild weather this afternoon, so after shopping for groceries, I took a walk through the woods near the high school. Tomorrow I’ll play pick-up soccer, first time in a month.
A perfect morning for pick-up soccer, with the time change everyone seemed to show up. An hour into play, I surprised even myself when I took a pass and, even with a defender in the net, I squared up and perfectly fizzed the ball into the corner for a goal. That got me three double high fives.
Feeling tired and happy after mid-day pick-up soccer in Cary; an insightful session with my career coach about many of the brands I developed; looking up to see an American kestrel; Solsbury Hill from Peter Gabriel Plays Live record, on my headphones (my song for every Friday in the 5pm hour).