While the end of soccer season always brings a visceral, and bittersweet, relief, the beginning sneaks up on us. A practice here, a game there, until BAM. It’s October and everyone is out of clean underwear (either wearing dirty ones inside out or none at all) and you haven’t had a hot meal before 9 pm in two months.
This is what the beginning of this soccer season looks like for me:
I change into my running clothes before every practice. I pack one work-related activity. I spend the first 30 minutes working or reading, and the rest walking or running. I was feeling pretty smug about this until I realized it’s only August. Actually, I’ve written this post before, haven’t I?
I guess the good news is that we always survive to see another season. I do have a few tricks up my sleeve this season though.
PBJ suppers- no whining allowed.
Cereal always trumps Pizza Hut. No restaurants after games.(Playoffs excluded). This will easily save us an hour and a half each game night.
Freezer meals. I’ve already planned out meals to put away for busy game/week nights.
This is my least favorite: morning work outs. I’ve been practicing since July, and think the habit is setting.
Thursdays and Saturdays are for grading (and soccer games). I will find the nearest Tim Horton’s or McDs and use their Internet while waiting for C’s game.
Piece o’ cake, right?