Ultimate Frisbee
For about two years now, I’ve been talking about how I need to get in shape. It seems like I gained 20 lbs. the moment they handed me my diploma. From there, it’s been downhill. I don’t live near enough to anything interesting enough to walk to, and by time I get home from work, I’m so exhausted that I don’t have the will do to anything. My weekends are spent programming, or traveling to BG.
So, when a coworker asked if I’d be interested in playing Ultimate Frisbee on the weekends, I agreed. I told him the story of the year I lived in “The Frisbee House”, witnessing travesties like people drinking from a dirty disc. It was an odd year, but I picked up enough about the sport to know that it could only help me get in shape.
It’s been a blast, and the catalyst for me to start running again. Isha’s dad once asked why people run for fun. I didn’t bother answering then, because I honestly don’t know. I feel compelled to run, and always have. Even when I knew my lungs couldn’t handle it, my legs screamed for it. I’ve got the soul of a runner, but the legs, lungs, heart, and stamina of a ham sandwich.
It’ll get easier.
October 14th, 2007 at 11:55 pm
I’ve met some bad-ass ham sammiches in my day. I’m sure you’ll be fine.