One of my favorite and most effective ways to exercise hasn't changed since I was a kid: football (i.e. soccer). I've recently come out of retirement to join a weekly seven-on-seven league that a couple of classmates from high school play on.
Of course came the nervousness of having to perform competently after not having set foot on a soccer pitch in close to six years. The soreness I knew would be inevitable, but worth it. The game itself was a smaller field with twenty-two-minute halves and unlimited substitutions (thank God), so It wasn't as painful as it could have been. I was clearly not in soccer shape, but my ego was kindly reminded that some of my opponent weren't even born when I started playing the beautiful game. With experience, I was able to used the mental side of the game to my advantage; knowing who the opponent's go-to players were and anticipating their plays. Also, I began to learn how to support the strength of my teammates.
I burnt more calories in thirty minutes than I would have other wise, and had a blast as well. It was nice to know that I still had a few trick left in the bag.
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