"Thank God!"

Monday, November 17, 2008

I'm starting to settle into the everyday routine of basketball workouts.
Intense, more than I had ever imagined.

Seriously, I regret not being in a sport that conditions me a little better last season. Tennis is fun and all, but really, cross country would have gotten me in better shape. That's what I'm paying for in my first full week of basketball conditioning.

I like the team already. We work hard, and even though we're not perfect, and we make mistakes, we take the punishment as a team. The sidelines, the never-ending drills, and so on. I'm learning to enjoy the conditioning factor, I know for sure that it'll pay off in the 4th quarter of those hard games.

I'm just dead from practice today.

Thanks to my gross and crappy basketball shoes, I have this nasty cut on my right ankle that's not very deep or large, but stings like a mother. Our team shoes should be coming in soon, I think about 2 weeks. I really need a new pair of basketball shoes, I've been wearing this last pair since the 7th grade.

We also ran a crapload of sidelines today, thanks to some mistakes during offense/defensive drills. I'm proud to say that I made it through them, even though it felt like I was going to die from not having enough oxygen. I'm just looking forward to when I actually get into shape and this practice becomes routine.

I'm also learning a new position this year, the three guard. I've always been a post. Ever since I started playing basketball, I was stuck down in the key as a post. I think it's been a breath of fresh air to actually learn a new position, and actually get a position that does more than just post up, shoot, get fouled, and make free throws. It's kind of a good feeling to know that someone saw my potential as more than just a post player.

I do miss my old post moves though.
That's the only downfall.

Well, my eyes are beginning to droop as I finish this blog, so I'm going to get some much-needed rest. After all, I have to wake up again tomorrow and do the entire routine all over again.



"I was going to tell you something funny, but I died."

Respectfully submitted,
Leah

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