Josh and I just got home after our soccer this evening. Thankfully, we won our game! Woop! Woop! I wasn't really up for playing tonight as I woke up this morning with a nasty cold. I was really torn about going to the game tonight since I wasn't feeling too hot. But I didn't want to let my female teammates down and leave them with only one sub. Who am I kidding? They probably would have done just fine without me. But Josh encouraged me to go and told me only to play if I felt up for it.
Within the first thirty seconds of me out there on the field, I found myself on the floor and I wasn't quite sure how I got there. I think I tripped over someone or someone knocked me down. Who knows? But I was kind of taken back when no one helped me up. I couldn't believe they didn't stop the game to help me up. The nerve. It took me a moment to recover from my sore tailbone and sore ego, but I managed.
After the fall, the game was kind of a blurr to me. I think I pushed myself a little too hard during the first half. But what else was I supposed to do? Go big or go home! That's what I always say.