It's a good thing that beer is mostly water, and the weekend was absolutely beautiful here in Georgia. It's kind of a trade off. No rain. Beautiful weather. No rain. Awesome running temperatures. But, wait a minute, I'm on a beer diet! So much for re-hydrating with beer. Aw well....
Friday night, Aerowyn and I finally got on speaking terms again. I hauled out the ole basting brush, mixed a solution of soapy water, and proceeded to lather down the side walls of the tire, after letting the air out. As I was refilling the tire, I was rewarded with two loud popping noises. I'm happy to report that the tire didn't explode. The tube either shook loose from the tread, or the tire no longer got caught on the rim. Which ever happened, my reward was a nice smooth front tire. Now this begs the question... Should I carry a very small bottle of soapy solution on my rides/races? Inquiring minds wanna know!!
Saturday was another gorgeous day in my neighborhood. I got up early to referee some matches. I figured, since I had a recovery weekend, I would ref a couple of games. I did a U-10 Academy Boys game for my first game at 9 AM. I then watched Matthew play at 10:30, then it was off to Forsyth County to watch Jimmy play at 1 PM. I only got to watch a little more than half of Jimmy's game before I had to head back home for my 4 PM match. Evidently, I missed a few great saves by Jimmy that won his team the game.
My afternoon match went well, I thought. I had put the game in for assessment. Lo and behold, the assessor showed up on the first submitted game. I was pleasantly surprised. Having not reffed since August, I thought the game went fairly well. The assessor was a national referee. He characterized the first half of the match as unacceptable. He said the second half of the match was better, and he gave me a "marginal" passing grade.
I really enjoyed talking with the assessor. Other than the five hour class we take, it is the only time of year that we actually get training and feed back. This session also reinforced the fact that I am just not enjoying my time on the pitch, and I have no plans to referee for the rest of the season. I'm all set for next year. I want to do these things for the right reasons, and right now, those reasons are eluding me. At some point, I have to decide if I want to advance or not. All my life, I've been satisfied with reaching a certain level of endeavor. To go further requires a greater attention to detail than I am willing to give. Then, for me, it has always been on to the next thing. This has made me a fantastic generalist. I know a lot about so many different things. Unfortunately, I am an expert at none of them. Such is the path I've chosen.
Did I mention that I ran my buttocks off during the match? I am reasonably sure that I ran at least five miles during the match, maybe six. The seventeen year old boys I was working with played end to end the entire game, and I like to keep up with the ball. The field I was on might as well have been concrete. When I finished, I was extremely sore.
Despite the soreness, Sunday I decided that I was going to do my six mile long run with Dee Dee. She is still working through ITB issues, and pretty much complains about them all the time. It didn't help when she fell over on her bike at Two Bridges. She set the pace on our run, and I had to remind her several times that a 9:30 pace was too fast for me today! LOL. We ended up walking a lot of the hills, and finished with an overall 13:30 minute pace, I think.
That about catches us up! Happy Monday, y'all!!
ORN: 6 miles, 1:21:06, long run pace, R4/W1, 13:31 mmp