Midst

Ten games over the course of two days. All in the midst of a nonstop rainstorm. The teams age from seven years old to eighteen years old.

I knew I was going to be in the thick of it with the spring season in full force, but I didn’t know that my own estimate for the amount of games I would coach would be significantly lower than what it actually will be.

Red rain-soaked Janowski‘s and durable rain pants made up my aesthetic for the weekend. Little bubbles would foam through the tiny pockets on the top of my shoes with all the excess water. The glamour of a career in athletics is on full display.

On Saturday, I didn’t eat a real meal until 5:30 in the evening. I survived off of coffee and cliff bars. I finished the Weekend with two nights in a row, where I passed out on the couch before dragging myself to bed.

Funny thing is it I will do it all again and I’ll be happy to do so. I’m working with some great kids and I can see the areas of improvement.

Last night there was an inclement weather enforced training cancellation. We had gotten to the last ten minutes of the youth academy trainings when a purple striped bolt of lightning landed a couple streets over from the field. Cue the calm, but energetic hustle to get all two hundred plus players off the pitch and into the blue, rounded clubhouse.

Today it’ll be a triple set of trainings as I work with three different high school aged teams. A change from the seven and eight year olds from yesterday.