Ah, my little jock. He sure keeps me running. At least I'll be warm in a gym at 8:00 am. And at 9:00. And at 11:00. And again on Sunday at 8:00.
Oh - and we play our Superbowl football game on Saturday, too.
I honestly don't know how he does it physically. He has to be totally exhausted pushing himself through two sports simultaneously. Two very physical sports.
Sometimes I wish he'd just play chess.
But no, he wants to play rugby. Or lacrosse. Anything that lets him tackle, run and score. Here's a clip from his first game (that he was able to play in) this season:
I love our basketball team already, in particular the coaches. They are amazing men - leaders with expectations, biggest supporters of the boys and grasping every teachable moment possible with enthusiasm and encouragement. Exactly how I envision coaches should be.
Thank god we fell back and moved our clocks. I have been literally exhausted lately. Hopefully this extra hour will jump start me back to normal.
As if I'm ever normal.
Have a great weekend, friends!