What a day. My first soccer game was this morning. It was freezing cold and wet and there were no subs available until the second half. It was fantastic! The league that I'm playing with has been around for a long time, like 15 years or something, so a lot of the women know each other. I was one of the very few new people today, but everyone was friendly and welcoming. It was so much fun. I got there super early to make sure I was registered and decided to watch the 8am teams play for a while. This would have been a better idea if it wasn't 40 degrees and misting, but I got to small talk with the other players and got an idea of how they play. The games are friendly and casual and rough play is discouraged. It's just ladies having fun with the game. That was nice and definitely eased my fears. By the time it was my team's turn to play at 9:15, my feet were completely soaked and I was completely cold. Cold. Wet. Soccer. I suppose in NE Ohio, that's how it is supposed to be; that's how I remember it anyway. My team was short 3 players, so the other team let us have a few for the game. Not even 10 minutes in and my lungs were hurting from the combination of being slightly (okay, more than slightly) out of shape and the temp of the air, I didn't think I was going to make it. Much to my surprise, I made it through the entire first half without a break. Hooray stamina!

In the end, we got our butts handed to us by the other team (I have no idea what the score was) and I ended up with an 8-inch ball print and outlining bruise on my thigh [insert junior high level joke here].

In other news, my mood has changed greatly over the last few days. Turns out I WAS missing something. It was staring me in the face for so long and I never realized it. It was an apology. I needed to apologize to someone for some things I had done to offend him. I hadn't realized that I didn't do it until a few days ago. It's amazing to me how something as simple as "I was wrong, I'm sorry" can have such a profound effect on my life and my mood. Lesson here: Be a little more humble, wanker.

I'm beat.