Still can compete

Last night I played volleyball and had a lot of success in doing so. I played a total of 7 games and our team of three people won all but one of them. Like last week I was teamed up with a young, fast and very good player. The difference was this kid was taller and could absolutely crush the ball.

Our team of three that included a woman played really well. I had a few decent hits myself but I got more satisfaction giving the kid good sets that he would just pummel into the sand.

He was maybe an inch or two shorter than me and likely did not even weigh 150lbs. He could jump out of the sand with ease where as it takes everything I have to get maybe a foot of elevation at this point. The last point of the last game was me banging a hit off a guys shoulder that bounced 30 feet out of bounds afterward, a good exclamation point to the night.

Even at this ridiculous age I now find myself sitting at, it’s a good feeling to know I can still compete athletically. Our team was the best one out there last night.

Before I left to play last night I was sitting on the couch going through my emails on my phone. Elsa hopped up next to me and lovingly placed her chin across my shin. I can’t imagine what my life would have been like these last two years without her around. She definitely has helped me stay sane through some very insane moments.

I am thinking about hitting the happy hour tonight to meet this woman that has been told about me by the bartender. I have nothing to lose, why not. I am going to be playing pickleball today, Saturday and Sunday. I do not have any official plans for the Super Bowl. I was trying to remember what I did last year for the game, perhaps I watched it with Ali and Shuggs because the Eagles were in it. This year could be a solo affair, it’s fine.

Last year I was dealing with a slew of house showings that ultimately lead to it’s sale. I also had my longest phone conversation with Troy, ever.