Yep, it allows me to run my rather ample behind around while chasing down other moms with their sticks (or dads -- it's a bit of a co-ed thing) while trying to take a very hard ball away. I wear pigtails, cleats, shin guards, a mouth guard, and carrying a rather swanky pink stick ...
And boy can I really pack a mean wallop with that bad boy!
But the problem with learning a new sport as an old lady is constantly experiencing frustration and/or cognitive dissonance between what your brain calculates and the timing of your physical moves.
For example, I would LOVE to look like this when I play on the field (that would be me, in the red):
Pretty fierce and amazing looking, huh?!
But alas, I end up looking more like this (again, that would be me--in red--on the ground!)...
The laws of gravity are harshest for those with ample girth!!
So I must continue with my current crusade to learn this game and get better at it because I absolutely LOVE whacking things with big sticks!
1 comment:
This looks like a very strange sport. Don't lose your teeth over it.
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