Old times!

Or old timers.

Just before the anniversary of 20years since my last game of netball hit I played a game tonight. Not my old position and interestingly when I was young and fit I used to think WD was boring - all the work of defence and none of the fun of the circle. Tonight I was delighted with all the joy of defence and none of the pressure of the circle. Though my main emotion was relief that I could catch a ball, didn't require oxygen at any point and that I didn't totally humiliate myself. Even if my reactions were, shall we say, a little slower than they might have been.

Regardless, it was more fun than you can shake a stick at, I am buzzing off the ceiling and really hoping I did enough to make the squad.

The rest of Monday was the same as ever.

Lesley x

Nb - the picture is off t'internet. Didn't have the foresight to take a picture of the real thing but wanted this to be my blip today. The colours are the same.