So I lost another week of practice due to a combination of being sick and my father-in-law dying. (Seriously, WTF is going on this year?)
I finally went to a practice last night and it was screamingly obvious that any sort of, oh, speed, endurance, skill I might have had at one point is just gone. Poof, vanished. I was not (and still am not) a happy camper. So now it's crash-course time in getting back into something resembling shape. Whee.
Oh and yeah, today's my birthday. I'm 37. Guh, that is fuckin' old.
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