ISL started up its five-a-side football kick-around yesterday evening. Richard was keen to go so I thought I might as well play as I would have to wait for him anyway and it would be a bit of exercise. We played on astroturf, 15 minutes either way and I was shattered by 5 minutes into the game. If the running around wasn't bad enough, the ball hit my hand and jarred my wrist, I managed to trip over and graze my arm (embarassingly, I couldn't even blame it on someone tacking me - there was no-one else around) and later on the ball smacked me in the face. What a great evening. I can now hardly move, but have a greater respect for Beckham et al. Not sure if I want to try that again, but I'll probably have recovered sufficiently in a fortnight's time and have forgotten the pain.
On the plus side, we went to 'Brits Fish and Chips' afterwards and had our first proper fish and chips for 6 months. Yum.
This is the blog for Richard, Jacqui & baby Daniel and our grand adventure to the world of Canadia. We have travelled from deepest webbed Norfolk to the glittering lights and challenging temperatures of Edmonton, Alberta. Read of our adventues, and admire our amateur attempts at photographing everyday items and bits of nature.
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1 comment:
I thought it was Mr Richard who was supposed to get injured playing footie must be the canadian air aiding his agility and improving his robustness.
Not to worry Sally has kittens every time i return from rugby at the mo with the size of some of the bruises I have.
But good luck to your playing career long may it last.
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