It’s that time of year again. The time of year when I pretend that I’m in a good enough physical condition to play competitive basketball.
The city league season starts tonight, and boy am I in trouble.
Tomorrow is the day I pretend that my legs still function and aren’t about to fall off. Every year I’m profess “next year I’m going to get in shape before basketball season begins”, and it looks like this year is no exception.
I’ll have to accept the roll of “a body” to fill a spot on the team for the first couple weeks until I remember how to run, jump, and do things more physical than typing. I don’t think playing catcher on a drinking softball team all summer really keeps you in shape.
If I don’t post tomorrow it’s because I’m too damn sore to type – that may be pretty much true for the rest of the week come to think of it.
