Last night at football training, I was borderline delirious from jet lag and regularly kicking the ball to the wrong player (Many Such Cases!). Nonetheless, two positive things emerged from the session.
Firstly, having a run around was a great way to help reset, get the blood flowing, and allowed me to hit the hay when I did manage to get to bed.
Secondly, teams for Nationals were announced, and I was pleased (and mildly relieved) to have been selected for the Ressies team. At the grand old age of 34, tearing it up in the One’s is a ship that has sailed.
We’re off to Saratota in four weeks time, and from the noise around the club, I think it could be a successful event.
I’ll keep you posted.
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