Oh dear

in my attempt to play my 2nd game of soccer i ran out on the field pre-game to warm up and kick the ball around. and then it happend, "ouch", i felt a snap in my quad and in that split second i was faced with the decision to fall on the ground and cry or stand there and smile until dave noticed that something was wrong. i ended up standing there with a bizarre smile on my face tring to get daves attention. finally he ran over and helped me to the side-lines. oh my goodness, there is a reason i'm not athletic. seriously, you can hurt yourself! i sat the entire game out with an ice pack. fortunately my sweet son prayed for me to feel better and that the rest of the team would be safe as they continued to play. we lost.