Procrastinating... Again.

Today was a long day at school, I must admit... I didn't even go and start my job as soccer trainer today.It's not that I didn't want to... I decided to go and pick up my little brother from school instead.

I'm a horrible procrastinator, and I don't know why. Hopefully I won't procrastinate again Monday or the coach just might give up on me.

When I start soccer trainers I'll be one out of two trainers and managers that take care of both boys and girls soccer. Sounds like a ton of work, right? I'm used to it though. It sort of reminds me of just last summer when I about had a mental and physical breakdown because of football two-a-days.

If you are reading this and don't know what two-a-days are...
Two-a-days are defined by UrbanDictionary.com as "sometimes known as Hell Week, is a term in football to describe when a football team has practice twice a day: in the morning, and in the afternoon or evening. Two-A-Days are usually done the beginning of fall, such as the end of July or mid-August, but are sometimes done on a daily basis for some teams".

"Hell Week" is an understatement. During Hell Week last summer though, it was Hell Week for everyone, including managers and trainers. Our girl that was in charge, Shelby, wasn't there so it was just Bailey, one of the other trainers, and I taking control in this sticky week. The temperature was in the triple digits and we were going through about five ice chests full of ice a day.

During two-a-days though, Bailey was taking more charge and running more errands and such than I was. So one day I just sent her home because she looked downright exhausted. I'm a nice lady, huh? After sending her home though I wanted to kill myself. I had to time ice baths, unload our golf cart we used to transport needed equipment, cut tape off people, make ice bags, and treat injuries with only the help of two sophomores and 4 freshmen who had NO CLUE what they were doing. I definitely wanted to die that day, but here I am, well and alive. Thankfully I had Bailey and Shelby back the next day to help me out.

Hopefully the manager for soccer that they have now will be a help and the work will be shared pretty equally... Because I am not quitting soccer. No way, no how, and if I do I will feel horrible and probably never post another blog in my whole entire life.

Anyways, I'm off for now, I have to prepare to go to my friend's house for the weekend and the dance we are having Saturday night.

Good evening to all you happy readers out there,
Andrea