Track season is officially over!
It went out with more of a whimper than a bang, but the State trip was hopefully worthwhile to the athletes I took. I always take the participants and then pay myself for at least two extra kids to go who look promising for next season. This way, they are not shocked by the atmosphere and the competition when they get there and compete.
One of the highlights of the trip, aside from some teams' excellent performances, was going to the local mall. I am not really one to go into sports stores (I love some sports, but would rather look online for anything I want), but with three male coaches there with me, we ended up in a sports store. Just as the conversation during a couple meals turned to football. No big, deal, I can hang with guys. I tried to hula hoop (why am I so unable to do this activity?). I goofed around in a kayak. I played with frisbees. I feigned interest in golf clubs. I made fun of tall tees.
But the best was yet to come...
Someone please explain to me why it took me three decades to lay in a hammock for the first time!
I stayed in it for at least five minutes as the guys continued looking at whatever they were looking at and I loved every minute of it. I even loved the slight difficulty of trying to get out of the hammock.
After that whimsical experience, we walked more through the mall and came across some masseurs. Of course I had to continue the tradition of associating track meets with massages, so I was in for a $12, 10 minute massage. It was bliss! It was fabulous! It was much needed!
And it reminded me that I should still have a coupon from the place a few weeks ago that I can use for a discounted, full, 30 minute massage.
Must. Find. Coupon.