The Saturday morning drill begins at 6 am. BoBo and I are out of bed for another day of football. This morning I let BoBo sleep an extra 20 minutes. I figured that he would need the extra rest for today he would be the one and only QB (Quarter back) for his team. The other QB was injured last week and will be out for 2 weeks time. So after taking him for the, now routine, bagel with cream cheese we arrived at the high school parking lot at 6:40 am.
Instead of hitting the track, I hung with the boys as they arrived one after another. Arriving early is not only routine for BoBo, but also for the rest of the team. They boys were revving up for the game. I found it interesting as it was pretty foreign from the pre-race revving up that I do. By the time the coach arrived, they were all ready to go – but the game was still 1-1/2 hours away. I went out for a quick 3 mile run on the neighboring streets.
It was calm out. The air was cool and the people were still sleeping in their homes. I ran past very few people. I was as relaxed as I would be for the day thanks to a little more changing up my training schedule. By running my 8 mile pace run on Friday, I was free to take it easy today.
I finished up my run with plenty of time to go back home and shower. I grabbed a bit of food and was out the door for the game.
From the coin toss to the very last second of the game, BoBo was ON. He didn’t have a choice. He had told me about how he felt the pressure earlier in the week, but by this time he had just accepted it. His coach said the he was taking the lead on field at practices. He did the same today in the game.
He led the team in a game against one of the highest ranking schools in the area. They played hard and took a beating. He got hit hard a few times. Adrenaline coursed through my veins on several occasions; it was as if I’d been given a shot from my epi-pen . I cannot imagine what BoBo must have been feeling out there on the field. But under pressure he played. BoBo took the lead and ran with it; and he showed everyone what an awesome athlete he is.
Okay, enough bragging.
Tomorrow, I will write about running.
I promise.
thanks for letting us share another part of your life. Great job on fitting it all in!
Jules, great to hear that Connor is doing so well in Football. He is hanging tough(right Mom?)! Glad you were able to get a run in as well. Jack had soccer this morning and I felt just as proud. Thanks for sharing…
Hooray! for Conor. How great that he was able to rise to the occasion. That probably bodes well for his ability to perform under pressure, a skill that is invaluable in just about any aspect of life.
Yea! What waddler said! This is your blog, treat us to all kinds of stories, just throw running in to keep us excited!!