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To be or not to be, that is not the question.

I am stuck with a quandary. My soccer team has practice on Wednesdays at 7:30. The practice, while not mandatory, is encouraged. There is also, occasionally a practice on Fridays. I am fine with the Friday practice. Yes, it will be a pain in the ass to get from work, to home and back out to where the practices are in Friday evening traffic, but it is doable.

But Wednesdays … 7:30 means that my radio show will definitely not go on at 8:00. So, let’s suppose practice lasts for 2 hours. That means it will be over by 9:30. Say I drive like a bat out of hell to get back to my house. That would put my show starting at 10 at the very, very earliest. More likely I would get home by 10:30. Perhaps practice is only an hour long (I don’t actually know yet) and I get done by 8:30… this puts my earliest starting time at 9 or 9:30. This is really more doable … but still tight.

I really like my Wednesday spot on Mango Radio. I am also unwilling to take any of the other dj’s spots or try and trade. They are positioned and in their groove and that is simply unfair to everyone.

I also really like soccer and I want to make a positive contribution to the team. As soccer is a team sport, I really need to work with the team more to do this. Half of being a good soccer player (once you know the skills) is being able to react to your team in ways that benefits everyone. It’s being able to know what the members can do and will do. Aside from that, I also need to build up my endurance and the best way to do that is through practice and not just running. Street running is all well and good, but it is just not the same as the pure physical effort you have to put out on the soccer field. When I started running my legs ached slightly. After my first soccer game, my entire body ached greatly.

Arg. Frustration.

I hate when my hobbies compete for my time.

Why do I insist on enjoying so many things?


Posted by Utopia at September 13, 2006 01:50 PM

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