So several of the ladies in my league have been attending some classes with the WRD fresh meat coaches. They are all improving in leaps and bounds. Unfortunately for me, this class falls on the ONE evening a week that my stay-at-home husband asks that I stay home and watch the children so that he can go out and be a grownup. Do I begrudge him this time? Absolutely not. He deserves it. He works hard to keep my home in order and my children from killing each other. I am a little jealous at times that he gets to go out with our friends, and I have to stay home, but I can deal with my selfish nature and move on.
I do regret not being able to take this class with my teammates though. I really need the practice. I have to admit that I am feeling left behind in the league. I feel like I am not really improving much anymore, and the rest of the girls are still leaping ahead, getting faster, stronger, tactically smarter, and generally more skilled. I feel like a lumbering ox on the track and I watch our newest recruits zipping around, skating backwards, doing perfect tomahawk stops. These things all still scare the bejezus out of me.
I don't know. Maybe it is just because I am feeling low due to the rotten weather we have been experiencing. Maybe I really do suck, and the positive feedback I am getting is just to keep me from feeling like a loser.
I'm sorry to be such a negative Nellie today.
Tomorrow is a new practice. Here's hoping it's better.