I played some ultimate frisbee last night...and I'm feeling it this morning. I had a lot of fun playing, but now my muscles are complaining. (Not screaming or anything like that, just complaining.) I hadn't really picked up a frisbee since I played intramurals with my church team in late August and early September, so my throws were a little off for most of the evening. I finally learned how to throw a forehand, though it's still a little wobbly and needs some work. I think the group here plays twice a week; my goal is to keep playing with them on Thursdays as the semester goes on. Plus, I think they're trying to put a girls team together, which sounds like fun....
I'm not sure what my plans are for my Friday. (YAY it's Friday!!) I have some papers that I need to grade and some research that I need to do over the weekend, but I'm not sure I want to devote my Friday to schoolwork. I think I might go to one of the local used book stores and wander around for a while; I have a few books that I need, and maybe I'll be lucky enough to find them there so I don't have to pay full price at the university bookstore.
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Do you remember Fred? My UF I had in college? He broke last weekend on a camping trip. A 10 year old girl threw him to her friend. He landed on the ground and broke. I was sad. But he had a good life.
I now have Harvey D. Frisbee VI. The previous generations all had rather tragic ends....
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