In honor of Throwback Thursday, I would like to give you all a little glimpse into the most torturous, yet exciting part of any college soccer player's life: preseason. This is the time when division one women's soccer players across the nation return to campus in early August to train for their season. And by train, we mean participate in at least two, multiple hour practices per day for about three weeks straight. It's extremely enjoyable, yet dreadful at the same time, if I didn't make that clear.
Sorry Coach, but this throwback is the best part of every college soccer player's life: THE OFF DAY. This is the glorious 24 hour period where the NCAA requires athletes to take a break - I know, I barely knew how to spell the word. Usually, coaches try to squeeze in some sort of team bonding activity that most people hate. Last year, however, it was different.
Coach said we were taking a surprise trip.
Hiking? We guessed, and groaned.
Ugh, maybe it was another "Color Run," also known as "fitness in disguise."
No.
JAIMIE'S HOUSE.
Ecstatic doesn't even begin to cover it. We were like little kids who were just given a snowday. We put on our bathing suits, baked some cookies, and embarked on the hour trip to Westchester to finally see our little girl after a summer apart. We jumped into a caravan of vehicles and finally pulled into Jaimie's driveway honking up a storm. The usual hug-line felt like it was hours long. I've never seen Jaimie so excited.
Instead of being her usual, shy self, she ran up and hugged each and every one of the freshmen - who she had never met before. Our "off day" was probably the least relaxing one we've ever had, but no one dared complain. We loved every second of it. After sitting down for approximately two minutes, feasting away on all the unhealthy snacks, Jaimie chose her first victim. She grabbed our captain by the hand and dragged her, literally, into the pool. The fun began.
Jaimie was permitted to swim while wearing a cap over her scar, so that's exactly what she did. She didn't show any shame, nor should she have. Of course, every time her parents turned around she took the swim cap off, but what else would you expect?
There was volleyball, tag, and Jaimie's own game - Bubble Butt. I would include a video of Jaimie terrorizing our coach up while playing the game, but at the risk of never seeing the field again, I opted for our assistant coach instead... Enjoy!!
So, at the end of the day, after our hot-tub recovery, barbecue, baked goods, roasted marshmallows, and Jaimie's favorite, colored ice-pops, we sadly returned back to Marist leaving Jaimie behind.
It was by far the best off day I have ever had.
I will never settle for a Color Run ever again.
Live in the moment, play in the moment.