Not an Athlete

I tried to fake sick. *cough cough* I was sure I had a fever. How on earth did I get myself into this? Peter, aka superstar soccer player extraordinaire tried to console me on our car ride. It won't be that bad. Just relax. You're going to do fine. 

I kind of, sort of joined a co-ed soccer team. To put this into perspective, I haven't played soccer since I was a kid, or maybe a teen. I don't have mad skills. All I can do is run. I've been keeping up with my cardio for the past couple of weeks so I wouldn't be a total disaster when I stepped on that field.  

The Verdict? I sucked it up and got myself out there. I got knocked down once and almost twice by the same girl who said, "Oh my gosh I'm sooo sorry! I don't know why I keep doing this?" I know why, because I'm an easy person to knock over who won't do anything back. I'd knock me down too. But I picked myself up and kept going. I didn't score in my own net or trip over my own feet, so all in all I would say that it was a minor success. I'm still learning and I will try my best if needed to play again. I wouldn't be offended if the team decides to go in *ahem* another direction.

But at least I jumped out of my comfort zone, met some new people and got some Tuesday cardio in. Playing on a team is a pretty fun experience, I forgot how easy camaraderie is formed. I'm definitely not an athlete, but this team is pretty awesome. We, or rather they won 5-0. I contributed the best I could, but they're all a bunch of talented superstars. 

Oh and back to my notamodel roots I had my photo taken today. For someone who claims she isn't a model,  I don't know how I keep ending up in these situations. Anyways, it took maybe 300 shots to get a good one. The theme had me on edge. It was all about positive, strong women and I don't think I fit the bill. I know being self-depreciating is not attractive but I can't help it. I guess you never see yourself the way others see you. My photographer, Miss Stefania kept asking me questions like, "Think about where you'll be in 5 years, what you want to accomplish, how far you've come now." Let's just say there were 300 photos of me looking absolutely terrified. Yet once again, I tried my best to think positively and be confident. It's all you can really do in the end.

Fake it till you make it kids.