I can't begin to explain how good it feels to be back on the court again. It's like being home. At least when I'm playing...the next day however, is another story. When I rolled over to get out of bed the morning after my first game back, I become reacquainted with every single muscle in my body and thought I might die. But funny thing is at the same time it felt awesome. That kind of soreness takes me back to college, when basketball practice was 3 hours of drills, conditioning and scrimmaging and then weight lifting. And I loved it, most of the time. Yes, after having to sit out a few months with a bad hip it's good to be back playing, but the problem is, I'm out of shape. So to take care of the matter, I joined two leagues. No better way to get back in shape, or kill myself. Actually, I'm feeling pretty good and not playing half bad...for a 41 year old. All for the love of the game. It's funny how making the time to do things you love, can really make you happy. :)
