Soccer Coaching for the Fearless

Okay,  there are no fearless coaches writing this blog, I just wanted to sound tough.  Right now I am sitting at my desk (at home) mostly because it hurts too much to get up.  Yes, it is true.  I am in pain.  What is that thing people say when they don't know what else to say.......oh! "No Pain, No gain."  I don't know that I buy into that propaganda, but I did thoroughly enjoy my first day as a middle school soccer coach.  I don't know much about the ins and outs of soccer, but I know about working out.  I know the proper form of a lunge that doesn't damage the knee, and I modeled it up an down the gym floor about 20 times.   I know the proper form of a push up (oddly, my fave exercise) so I did about 30 of that exercise where you drop, push-up, jump, stand.  I did some running/jogging/walking with the girls who said they couldn't.  There is nothing more motivating than having a 40-year-old out do you.  It was all a show.  Although I told them to start working out during spring break, all I got in was one bike ride, one walk, and two days in the garden.  It is all worth the pain,though.  I already see that this is one more fabulous way to hang with the kids.  It is different than the classroom.  In someways, it is less stressful.  I just need to overcome my need to always keep up.   There is an element of desperation that comes with loving teens while you are losing your edge.   They will always try to love me, but the cool factor matters on some levels.  It hurts to see it go and realize that I am going to have to find my edge somewhere else...perhaps in being will to let other laugh at/with me as I age.  I am a quirky girl some days....and that still keeps them guessing.  So as I recover from soccer practice #1,  I anticipate many rewarding days to come for everyone involved (I hope)! Go Tigers!