Last week one of the mom's from school invited all the 6th grade girls from volleyball camp (9 girls plus two 8th grade girls) over for lunch and swimming after camp which was really fun.
Most of the moms dropped their daughters off and I was on the fence about staying or not right up until we got there. I had a back up plan of taking myself and my book on a date to eat Pho but then decided at the last minute to stay and chat with the moms (there were two at first and then two more came near the end). So props to me for being social.
This week Annelise is doing another volleyball camp, this time at my old high school. I know it might seem crazy to do two camps back to back, and it probably is, but it's good practice for her without the commitment (and expense) of a volleyball club, at least for now.
The camp starts at 7:45 (as if!) and is over at 9:45 so we've been stopping for a second breakfast because she's usually starving again. Monday found us at Dunkin' Donuts, yesterday was Shipley's for donut holes and today was Whataburger for taquitos.
Volleyball camp is an enabler.
She's getting in lots of skills and drills and tomorrow (the last day) will be a tournament.
Yesterday I snapped a picture during a drill and it looks like she's adding a bit of jazz hand flair to her skills.
In other news, I've taken a break from my #60milesinjuly. Last week I tripped on a stupid raised part of the street and went splat onto the concrete. It wasn't too bad, just road rash on my calf, a bruised hip and of course, bruised pride (a truck was driving by right when I ate it). My legs and lower back were sore the next few days so I took a break and then this week with volleyball camp being so early I haven't gotten my runs done in the morning (and yes, I could go in the evening but...hush).
But I made it to 38 miles and that's way better than my track record of the previous months, as in, zero, zilch, nada, so I'm okay with this particular failure.
And now for something completely different...I'm excited to add CIZE to my home workout arsenal.
This white chick can't dance.
But Shaun T is teaching me.
And it's crazy, sweaty fun!