Last night I played basketball.
I was nervous about it all day. Spent most of the day sick to my stomach. I had Ross e-mail me a list of orthopedic doctors covered by our insurance just in case I torn something in my knee.
I played the entire first quarter.
Two minutes in the second quarter.
All but two minutes in the third quarter.
The entire fourth quarter.
I had 6 points and 10 rebounds so says the husband that was keeping stats.
It was the first basketball game I have played in....wait for it......EIGHT YEARS!
When I got to sit at the end of the first quarter I thought 1) I might have asthma and 2) I'm going to throw up.
I did not puke.
Today however, I cannot walk. I limp like a 63 old lady with arthritic joints who needs a knee replacement. My body aches, I still haven't caught my breath and I'm exhausted.
But, like all former "athletes" (term used loosely) I had fun. I had enough fun that I'm playing again tonight at 8:00.
I'll be in the hospital tomorrow if you'd like to send flowers.