Dribble, Shoot, Score

I signed the boys up for their first sports experience--basketball.  They are in a 7-8 year-old division and practice starts this Saturday.  Unfortunately, they don't have a coach.  The response to the program was greater than expected, and there are more players than there are coaches to coach them.

The head of the Recreation Department has sent out pleading e-mails begging for volunteers.  

As of today, there still wasn't a coach.

Guess what I get to do for the next two months.

That's right...Me.....I get to be a basketball coach. I know practically nothing about basketball.  I know what a free throw and a three-pointer is.  I know that you're supposed to dribble the ball and shoot it at the basket.

That's about it.

I am not completely an idiot when it comes to sports.  I played volleyball in high school.  My brother played football and wrestled. I've attended many sporting events, so I get the general idea. I just don't know if that's good enough to qualify me to be in charge of something.  

Now, I have about a week and a half to learn all the rules of basketball and figure out how to teach 4 kids, 2 of which are mine, the basics of basketball.

Pray for me!  I could use a miracle or two.

Run, Fatgirl, Run

This past May I received a treadmill for Mother's Day.  I wanted it, so it wasn't some horrible, back-handed way for DH to tell me I needed to lose weight.  Although, last night he rented a video entitled, Run, Fatboy, Run, because he said it reminded him of me.  mmmkay.  Thanks for that, Dear One.

Actually, the reason he said such a dangerous thing, after he prefaced it with the obligatory, "Don't take this the wrong way...", was because I've decided to run this 5K, in Tampa, at the end of February. I'll give DH the benefit of the doubt and assume he was referring to the running part of the title and not the "fat" part. Hopefully, he values his life enough to never declare such a thing to me.

Anyway.....now I'm in training for a 5K.  I've managed to work myself up to a respectable 2.4 mile jog with no walking/stopping.  I only need to add .7 miles more to make the distance for a 5K.  I have 9 weeks, so I think I should be able to do it, even if I'm only running 13/14 minute miles.  According to my age category, which is a lot higher now that I am officially 35, the average time to finish is 38 minutes.  I'll have to get a lot faster to make that.

Endurance, I can do...speed is not really my strength. 

 I guess it gives me something to aim for.