Readers, forgive me, for I have not blogged. It has been seven days since my last blog. The events leading up to our first game are pretty insignificant. So, let's skip to the game and then come back to the other stuff if there's room.
Our first game was yesterday against Vejle. (Don't worry, I can't pronounce it either) The game was at 1pm and with Daylight Savings Time we had to be on top of our game, and we were. Promptly arriving to our meeting at 11:30am, we we made it through one of the toughest days of the year for any foreigner.
Aside from having to bike to the match for the first time in my life, up hill both ways, it was a gorgeous day in Hjorring. We even wore shirtsleeves during the game. (TAN! WOOH) In front of an amazing crowd of about 30 people, we didn't really put on the show we were expected to.
It's hard to say disappointing in the same sentence as win, but this one just wasn't good enough. I personally had enough chances to give a cheating ex-boyfriend an ulcer. I don't even know what if that makes sense.
But I definitely need to work on my finishing this week. And definitely need to adjust to the Danish style of play, which is extremely physical. Lydia was body slammed several times, in what resembled more of a UFC fight than a soccer match. She even had the dirt in her teeth to prove it. Instead of getting the wind knocked out of her, she got an entire hurricane knocked into her. (Again, no clue if that makes sense, but I don't like deleting anything in these blogs).
We have two weeks until our next game... plenty of time to work it out.
A few more things...
I am not bad at many things. Truly. I can count them on one hand.
1. Long-distance running
2. Short-distance running
3. Playing musical instruments
...and now we can add one more to that list - riding bikes.
In the last two weeks I have fallen off my bike five times. You know that saying "fall 8 times get up 9"? Yeah well I don't know if I can make it that many more times. Like, if I fall again I don't think I will be getting back up on that bike. I am sure Lydia can attest to how bad I am, but after the game yesterday I got too close to a curb that was too high and had my worst fall with several tumbles, a couple screams, an ouch, ripped pants and a knee scrape. Like for real? I went the entire 90 minutes without getting a bruise or scratch, then on the ride home that happens.
Fail is right my friends.
Well, I guess that's all for now. I am hoping to ride in a car today, give my pride a break. Ya dig?