“Soccer Girl”

Playing soccer, one could once say, was my passion. At one point in high school I was on three different teams. After the passion it felt like a long-term relationship. Playing soccer was a comfort, safety, stability and proved to be there for the long haul. I mean, I spent fifteen years of my short life playing. Long story short, I’ve gone (over)a year without it.

Sure, I can yoga my little heart out- but does that really compare to the rush of defending your net from a tie? The thrill of scoring a winning goal or playing right along side your best friends? And no, playing a pick up game every once in a while doesn’t count- or maybe it does count, but it isn’t enough for me.

As much as I can say I hated suicides, conditioning, a losing streak, I think what’s worse is how much I miss it. The perks of playing far better than not. But work gets in the way, school gets in the way and next thing you know, you haven’t played in I-dunno-how-long!

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