Last week I went to the doctor for eye exam and to get sports eyewear. Since I started playing soccer, my regular glasses were in a constant danger, and one day it happened - I hit the ball with my head, glasses fell off and someone promptly stepped on them. They got bent, but did not break - which allowed me to drive home. Of course, at home I tried to straighten them "just a little bit" and snapped them right down the middle. Of course it all happened on a Friday night, so we ended up going to Lens Crafters which are (of course) not covered by my insurance.
So I finally got off my butt and made an appointment. I guess the subconscious reason I haven't before is because this chair in the exam room reminds me so much of a dentist's chair. Eww. Anyway, eyes (besides the fact that I don't have a 20/20 vision) are in great health. And I got pretty cool options in terms of sports glasses. All I've seen before made you look like an insect. But I' pretty happy with the look of mine:
I picked them up on Thursday, and had a game on Friday. They made a HUGE difference. I practically did not feel them on my head, was able to take headers without an issue, and didn't have to adjust them every minute or so. And maybe partially because of that, I had a great game. We tied 1:1, but not for our lack of trying to win.
I play in a co-ed league, and there have to be 4 guys and 3 girls on the field at all times. The length of the game is 45 minutes, split into 2 halves. One of the rules of the league is that a girl has to touch the ball at least once in the offensive zone in order for the team to score. So the girls are mostly on offense. That's a lot of sprinting, so we usually play 10 minutes, then sub out and rest for about 5 minutes. Last game, we only had 4 girls, and one of them wasn't feeling well, so I spent 44 minutes on the field, with a time out of 1 minute. Just enough for a drink of water.
There are days when you just play amazing. Out of nowhere, you just kick butt. That was me yesterday. I had 9 shots on goal, I dribbled like crazy and had amazing passes. At one point, I had 2 defenders covering me. And I'm not even tooting my own horn - after the game everyone, including the other team, clapped me on the back and told me I had a fantastic game. Very powerful feeling, and made me so proud of myself. Especially since I'm the "fattie" of the team. We have couple of slightly overweight guys, but nowhere close to how overweight I am.
Best part - 5 minutes after the game, my breathing got back to normal. And I ran more than I've ever had in a game. Which really shows me, more than any other thing, that I'm getting in shape. I'm happy.