Ressurection

FINALLY.

It had pretty been a year since I had hit someone and been pummelled to the ground by someone else. GOD DAMN IT FELT GOOD. Although that was far too long to go without playing rugby, it's refreshing to know that you can completely hop back into it at any time. Rugby is definitely in your soul, and something that will never go away if you don't let it.

It was so amazing to see the ruggers that I started playing with, that played before me, that play now, and that have just started playing. I kept thinking in my head over and over and people kept saying to me that "it's like nothing ever changed." I hope it stays like that forever, and I'm pretty sure it will. I waltzed back into the place I was first introduced to rugby like I had never left, and everyone else did the same. We all played like we just had a million seasons together and had been practicing tirelessly beforehand. YOU JUST CAN'T TEACH THAT! No matter how many times a team practices and plays together, you just can't teach that bond. It's such a gift and the reason why our team has had so many eras of success. 

With that being said, rugby HAS to become more of a regular routine for me. I can't stand having rugby be sporatic for me, and something I can do "once in a while." While running a marathon definitely gave me a high and involved so much self fulfillment, my ridiculously small achilles tendons cannot keep up with it after being through physical therapy twice and almost surgery. Rugby just doesn't JUDGE (so Chris Brown would probably like it....HAH) no matter who you are, what you do, what you look like, or how many times you shower in a week.

I'm glad that today I'll finally be starting to go to rugby at least once a week on Thusdays for my city's women's rugby team. The word AT LEAST is a major one in this sense. I have the most psychotic work schedule in the whole wide world right now thanks to AmeriCorps, but hopefully once I get a steady full time job with NORMAL hours my rugby time should increase tenfold.

 

 

Phew. Still counting my bruises days later.