Frisbee for Life
Being sick in Ireland is no fun. Granted, being sick anywhere is never fun, but when you miss your first Frisbee tournament because you’re too sick to get out of bed, you feel extra-bummed to say the least. I was getting really excited about playing in my first Frisbee tournament in Ireland, getting the chance to play with new people and play against some of the best teams in Ireland. But I was too sick to go to all except one of the practices during the week prior to the tournament and was no where near ready to play on Saturday. And I’ll admit, I was really nervous to be playing with a new team, despite my five years of frisbee experience.
Being sick also allowed me to fall into a deep slump of depression. I was too sick to go to Frisbee, the one thing that will get me out of any mood, and I was almost too tired all the time to go to class. Somehow I managed to go to all but one this past week. But over the weekend when everyone was playing frisbee and going to parties, I realized something. I only have less than two months left in Ireland, which I know is going to come and go much too quickly. I don’t have time to wallow in my sickness. So Monday came around and I showered, went to practice in the frigid Irish weather, and felt better than I have in weeks. Every practice I learn so much and I can see myself becoming a better player. It makes me so excited to go back to Puget Sound in January as the Junior captain and teach the team a few new things I’ve learned while playing for one of the best Women teams in Europe! And hopefully we’ll secure a spot to Nationals for the second year, and actually go this time.
To push myself even further, I somehow managed to wake up at 6:30 on Wednesday morning for 7 am training. Later that day I went to All Levels practice and then went rock climbing after that. Needless to say, I think I might be taking the “keep yourself busy” mantra too seriously. I have frisbee fitness training later today and a training clinic all day tomorrow. Frisbee is my life.