Egad. I'm becoming a joiner...
So, rambling storytime:
Lately I've been playing fake ultimate with the Mormons. It gives me something entertaining to do late Tuesday afternoons. I've also taught my friend Jodie to throw, so I have someone to toss with. About a week ago, I was tossing with Jodie when some other people showed up on the field. They invited us to play fake ultimate with them, so we agreed. They liked us enough to invite us back to play with them again.
Then, the other day, we were out tossing again when a couple of kids walked by complaining about having to wear long pants in lab, and that was funny. But then, this other guy walks up to us and asks us if we played before, because we could throw forehand. I said I had, then he told us he was part of the UNC ultimate team and told us when they practiced and that we should come check it out, and I'm seriously considering it. There may be something wrong with me...
Lately I've been playing fake ultimate with the Mormons. It gives me something entertaining to do late Tuesday afternoons. I've also taught my friend Jodie to throw, so I have someone to toss with. About a week ago, I was tossing with Jodie when some other people showed up on the field. They invited us to play fake ultimate with them, so we agreed. They liked us enough to invite us back to play with them again.
Then, the other day, we were out tossing again when a couple of kids walked by complaining about having to wear long pants in lab, and that was funny. But then, this other guy walks up to us and asks us if we played before, because we could throw forehand. I said I had, then he told us he was part of the UNC ultimate team and told us when they practiced and that we should come check it out, and I'm seriously considering it. There may be something wrong with me...