Showing posts with label Soccer sick swan running fitness. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Soccer sick swan running fitness. Show all posts

Sunday, January 13, 2008

Socccer! soccersoccersoccer

soccersoccersoccersoccer!

Can you tell the highlight of my day was finding a soccer game to play in? Actually, it's a congenial group of guys that play a couple times a week, and they invited me to join their practices - so I really found about as much soccer as this old body can take on a regular basis. It's a middle-aged soccer team, mostly Irish, there aren't big egos out there, and they know what they are doing so it's skillful play. Just what I was hoping to find! I like to think they know a player when they see one, as they also invited me to join them in league play, even though I did not do a heck of a lot in the 20 minutes I had.

Oooooh man, am I out of shape. After the game I was hacking like a smoker, tasted blood in my throat, and my lungs were burning. That's hundreds of alveoli, being forced to stretch further than they have in a while. Kind of like putting cold hands under warm water, except in your lungs. Doesn't help that I'm just getting over a cold - Wed-Friday nights were pretty much spent sleeping as much as possible. Still, it was a short session so afterwards, I took a jog around the adjacent Audubon Park, which I estimate at a 2.5 mile loop. Now I will be a slug the rest of the day..

I saw a swan in the park while on my jog. They are bigger than I remember! It was neat to watch the interaction - I think the bird was curious about the kid throwing bread at it. It glided in very close, as if to get a really good look, but did not bother to eat the bread thrown right in front of it's face. When it circled back out a little further away, it started eating again.

My job is good, will be easy to do and will pay the bills - hopefully I'll be able to find something a little extra I can do for the charity. They run three free health clinics for the poor here in the NO area, and are funded by an order of Cathlolic nuns.

Saturday I spent volunteering at the Habitat ReStore. Oh man, that warehouse is only barely separated from a junkyard. There is a roof overhead, and volunteers line up the junk in rows every weekend... I exaggerate somewhat, but I think there is a lot more that could be done there, with some vision and a little extra labor.

I guess a lot actually happened this week - what a disjointed brain dump that was! Finally, here's a few new pictures I took in the French Quarter.


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