This is the route I'll be driving overnight on Thursday to get to Mardi Gras tournament in New Orleans.
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I AM SO EXCITED!
Wednesday, February 18, 2009
Tuesday, February 17, 2009
Spring is in the air
After four years of college, I started measuring time by the patterns of class – fall semester, winter break, spring semester, summer.
Now that I've graduated, however, things haven’t changed much. Thanks to rugby, my life follows nearly the same pattern: fall season, winter break (fitness), spring season, summer (sevens).
To be honest, there’s not a whole lot I like about winter. It’s cold, it’s dark, and – worst of all – there’s no rugby. Just going to the gym when it’s already dark, talking myself into layering sweats over underarmor to go running, and missing scrumming and tackling and contact.
But I can feel winter finally coming to an end. Not only did DC just have a week-long warm snap (it’s hard to hate global warming when you get seventy degree weather in February), but rugby is starting back up again!
Last week I started preseason practice with the Stingers to get ready to compete in the New Orleans Women’s Rugby Club’s Mardi Gras tournament. Though I’ve been working out and playing touch whenever I can, all the fitness and ball-handling in the world can’t compare to finally getting out on the pitch with some ruggers to do contact!
It would sound crazy to any non-rugger, but I LOVE my sore, rugby shoulders the day after a tackling and scrumming practice. I love it because I know it means I’m getting stronger and better, because it means I’ve been pushing people around with my body, and – best of all – because it means I’ll soon be out on a real pitch playing a real game.
Soon, rugby will start for real and it will finally be SPRING!!
Now that I've graduated, however, things haven’t changed much. Thanks to rugby, my life follows nearly the same pattern: fall season, winter break (fitness), spring season, summer (sevens).
To be honest, there’s not a whole lot I like about winter. It’s cold, it’s dark, and – worst of all – there’s no rugby. Just going to the gym when it’s already dark, talking myself into layering sweats over underarmor to go running, and missing scrumming and tackling and contact.
But I can feel winter finally coming to an end. Not only did DC just have a week-long warm snap (it’s hard to hate global warming when you get seventy degree weather in February), but rugby is starting back up again!
Last week I started preseason practice with the Stingers to get ready to compete in the New Orleans Women’s Rugby Club’s Mardi Gras tournament. Though I’ve been working out and playing touch whenever I can, all the fitness and ball-handling in the world can’t compare to finally getting out on the pitch with some ruggers to do contact!
It would sound crazy to any non-rugger, but I LOVE my sore, rugby shoulders the day after a tackling and scrumming practice. I love it because I know it means I’m getting stronger and better, because it means I’ve been pushing people around with my body, and – best of all – because it means I’ll soon be out on a real pitch playing a real game.
Soon, rugby will start for real and it will finally be SPRING!!
Wednesday, February 11, 2009
Last night, I went to a pre-season practice with the Stingers to prepare for the Mardi Gras tournament in two weeks.
My ankle is inexplicably sore. There is sticky residue on the back of my hand from taping my wrist. Chewing my oatmeal hurts, because my jaw is sore from when I got a stiff arm to the chin.
Oh rugby! I missed you.
My ankle is inexplicably sore. There is sticky residue on the back of my hand from taping my wrist. Chewing my oatmeal hurts, because my jaw is sore from when I got a stiff arm to the chin.
Oh rugby! I missed you.
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