BASKETBALL BLUNDERS

At 5 p.m. this evening, we were informed about the team's first basketball practice at 7 p.m.... tonight.

At the end of practice, around 8:25 p.m., we were informed about the first game.... this Saturday at 12:30 p.m.

I'm hoping this is not an indication of how the season is going to roll.

It was nice watching all these 10 year old boys (and one girl) run drills, and play a short game.

And it was extremely difficult to keep myself from picking up a loose ball and begin shooting - I'm getting weak enough that I only embarrass myself.

Let's see what happens Saturday afternoon.

IT'S A SIGN

I believe in signs.

But only in good signs.

See, being superstitious, by definition, is a belief or notion NOT BASED ON REASON OR KNOWLEDGE.

So as long as you accept MY reasoning and/or beliefs, the rest of this blog will make perfect  sense.

I have just spent a lovely week in California with my daughter, and had casually discussed with her a heightened regime of exercise via my available animals (who all need more working out themselves) and regular visits to the gym to somehow justify the $47 that disappears out of my checking account each month.

And while driving home this evening, I was lightly considering methods to get going myself moving in more directions than simply towards the refrigerator when a stunning natural event presented itself.

A full moon rising in the midst of clouds over the Mule Mountains.

How could that be anything other than a sign as to encourage these thoughts concerning physical fitness, weight loss and heightened equine training?

It was a sign.

And I'm recording it so that I'll HAVE to pay attention to it.

And tomorrow if I'm still brave and excited about this sign, I will set some public goals to see if it will keep me motivated... or embarrassed enough to at least keep trying.