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No matter how good I think my fitness is, there's nothing that can really prepare you for having the crap kicked out of you at rugby practice. The only thing that can get you ready to take that kind of hit, is to take that kind of hit. For weeks. Until you're just used to it.
Earlier tonight I went to my first practice in about three months. Forwards only, tight five scrum practice. Fuckin' brutal. A straight hour of scrum after scrum after scrum. My right shoulder is bruised up pretty good, and I'm just sore as hell all over. But it made me remember why I started playing in the first place. And how much I miss it sometimes. Despite all of the politics and the bullshit going on this year, it all goes away when you're actually playing. When it's just you and no coaches. You decide when you've had enough. You don't push yourself until you're too injured to walk. You don't score because it's what they want. You just play.
Sigh. I may start going to practice again. If my joints can take it. Starting next week, we've got two weeks until our next game. I'm pretty sure we're playing Seattle University. We'll see.
I'm beat.
Earlier tonight I went to my first practice in about three months. Forwards only, tight five scrum practice. Fuckin' brutal. A straight hour of scrum after scrum after scrum. My right shoulder is bruised up pretty good, and I'm just sore as hell all over. But it made me remember why I started playing in the first place. And how much I miss it sometimes. Despite all of the politics and the bullshit going on this year, it all goes away when you're actually playing. When it's just you and no coaches. You decide when you've had enough. You don't push yourself until you're too injured to walk. You don't score because it's what they want. You just play.
Sigh. I may start going to practice again. If my joints can take it. Starting next week, we've got two weeks until our next game. I'm pretty sure we're playing Seattle University. We'll see.
I'm beat.