Third time going out and joining in on a high school team's ultimate practice. Way too early in the morning, at 7 AM, a time I don't usually like admitting exists. I met the modest goal of actually completing the warm up run, 6 laps of the gym throwing a frisbee back and forth with a partner. Managed to keep up with the drills ok, until late in the hour, when their coach exacted his punishment for the couple of kids that showed up 5 minutes late. The hammer came down in the form of suicides, sprints from one end of the gym, first to a cone half the width of a basketball court away, next to a cone on the near sideline of the second court, and then to the opposite end of the gym. I was lagging behind the kids on the first couple of runs, snuck in ahead of a couple after the third one, and then couldn't answer the bell for the last couple. The entire right side of the body just rebelled, the low back/glute that I tweaked playing volleyball Saturday, that side of my neck and shouder, they all said no mas.
So I have 2 or 3 more chances to actually make it through a whole practice trying to keep up with humans less than half my age. A little depressing, but I suppose I'll keep getting older and they'll stay the same age, so I better get used to it.
The lack of stamina is an issue I've had since I was a kid myself. Asthma had something to do with it, as the allergies and breathing issue of my youth limited how much I could physically do. After the worst of that passed, laziness limited putting in the work needed to build up wind. I guess that, for me, could serve as a basis for any running efforts, the attempt to build up stamina, not just for running for running's sake, but so I can keep going (however slowly, for I have no speed, either) when playing other sports.
Of course, all of that is contingent on the body holding together in general, and allowing me to keep pretending I could possibly keep playing games against those youngsters. Oh, who am I kidding, I'm totally planning on being that old guy out there on the court or field
I took a nap after I got back from the gym in the morning, that stitch in the neck leading to a bad headache a while after. Woke up refreshed and pain free, so a few hours later, I went back for pickleball. Had a good night at that tonight, although, strangely, it had something to do with having to tweak my game a bit to avoid hitting in a manner that would hurt my wrist. I'll have to explore that the next time out - whatever I was doing was working nicely!
Did nosh on way too many cheez-its this evening, but it's been a decent week since the last blc weigh in. Not expecting much of a difference in either direction for the Wednesday number. Kind of in a "Won't sweat a gain, won't celebrate a loss" mood this evening.
Music tonight is Arch Enemy, after hearing the PA at the Nashville-Detroit game play "Enter the Machine" prior to the third period. That instrumental intro the the Doomsday Machine album is what lies behind the link: www.youtube.com/w