Frustration

So in a previous post, I mentioned I was in the best shape of my life... especially to play some ball. I stand corrected. I wasn't expecting the cold gym air to sufficate my lungs and sting my ears. Furthermore, I didn't think I'd be so rusty as I dribbled around the court and took shots. There's nothing more frustrating (and I'm exaggerating) than not being able to do the things you used to do. Not that my skills were anything spectacular, but today was just not my day to ball. I should add that my body is completely achy. Nonetheless, I still wanna go ball tomorrow. *sigh* Welcome to adulthood!