I played my first soccer game of the season today at the park. It was a classic April day in NL - damp and cold. It was hard to run up and down the field without the cold air hurting the lungs; the wind made my eyes water constantly. My fingers and lips still haven't completely thawed from playing for more than an hour and a half, and my previously white sneakers are now brown and green. But I'm willing to endure the bleak conditions because it's so niiice to play outside again after an eternity of snow and below zero temperatures. Now to get back in shape...