Brains...
So tired. Woke up at seven on a Sunday to go play rugby at the Highland Games out in Waukesha. Could have just stayed over at my parents from Friday but then I'd miss...something, I'm sure.
Played two halves of two separate games. Couldn't have run much longer and my heels are RAW from ev0l boots. Bad athleticism on my part, followed by not ever having gotten trouble from the boots, with the exception of the cleats falling off all the goddamn time, no matter how tight I screw them they just keep coming out :P So tomorrow I hope the Walgreens is open on Labor Day and can go get gauze and stuff.
Did get a few good hits in, and even got my hands on the ball, and got to do the cool thing where you get tackled and you pop the ball up into the air before you go down completely. Fucking stupid drills are not all that entirely fucking stupid when you're doing them in real time. Also spent a lot of time on the sides walking around carrying water and talking with the rookies, which I guess is neat, I always liked it when the vets came and talked to me.
We won the first two games but lost to UW-Milwaukee and the much hated Robin (I don't know her well enough to hate her, but she played on Wisconsin U23s with almost all the rest of my team so I guess they do and they sure hate her) in the third game...since us and UWM and Madison all won 2 out of 3 it came down to scores and UWM won and got the trophy, which because it was the Highland Games was a claymore. *wants* Pretty sure that since we all saw the sword we are trying our damndest to get our hands on it next year. And kicking some UWM ass next Saturday in the meanwhile.
Now I'm home, and I'm sunburnt, and I'm going to have a BIIIG bruise on my butt and thigh. But I have Culver's from the Meal Mobile, so it's all good. Except that it's a horribly unathletic Double Bacon Butterburger Deluxe, with onion rings and cheese curds. I hope my arteries will forgive me, but I need some fat and salt and most of all bacon right now. Mmm.
Played two halves of two separate games. Couldn't have run much longer and my heels are RAW from ev0l boots. Bad athleticism on my part, followed by not ever having gotten trouble from the boots, with the exception of the cleats falling off all the goddamn time, no matter how tight I screw them they just keep coming out :P So tomorrow I hope the Walgreens is open on Labor Day and can go get gauze and stuff.
Did get a few good hits in, and even got my hands on the ball, and got to do the cool thing where you get tackled and you pop the ball up into the air before you go down completely. Fucking stupid drills are not all that entirely fucking stupid when you're doing them in real time. Also spent a lot of time on the sides walking around carrying water and talking with the rookies, which I guess is neat, I always liked it when the vets came and talked to me.
We won the first two games but lost to UW-Milwaukee and the much hated Robin (I don't know her well enough to hate her, but she played on Wisconsin U23s with almost all the rest of my team so I guess they do and they sure hate her) in the third game...since us and UWM and Madison all won 2 out of 3 it came down to scores and UWM won and got the trophy, which because it was the Highland Games was a claymore. *wants* Pretty sure that since we all saw the sword we are trying our damndest to get our hands on it next year. And kicking some UWM ass next Saturday in the meanwhile.
Now I'm home, and I'm sunburnt, and I'm going to have a BIIIG bruise on my butt and thigh. But I have Culver's from the Meal Mobile, so it's all good. Except that it's a horribly unathletic Double Bacon Butterburger Deluxe, with onion rings and cheese curds. I hope my arteries will forgive me, but I need some fat and salt and most of all bacon right now. Mmm.