The hardcourt soccer sessions with my former hall friends had been put on a long hiatus since the second half of 2005. We saw it coming. There were people getting married and we had become increasingly busy people with other commitments taking priority.
Well we finally made a pact to bring back the sport after the last wedding in January. The groom, who was the designated organiser, promised to spare his Saturday afternoons organising the game that we love (it might have been in the wedding contract).
Anyway, it has been two Saturdays now since we started playing. We might be a tad rusty and slow, running around the tennis-court-turned-hardcourt-soccer-pitch, but the enthusiasm is evidently back with the good turn out at both sessions. We managed to get some good exercise sprinting up and down the short length of the courts, and sweating it out under the sweltering mid-afternoon heat (we have to start at 3pm to get a available court). So far so good.
Now to the part that makes us fat.
The first session was held after CNY break, on the Saturday before Chap Goh Mei. So naturally we decided to have a reunion of sorts by having a Chinese Dinner with the customary ‘Lo Hei’. We ended up going for an eight course dinner(CNY set meal) at Ka Hiang restaurant along Kim Tian Road. First session only, so we were not too alarmed; We will have many more soccer sessions in future to lose the calories, or so we thought.
The second session was held last Saturday. We were only about 45 minutes into the game when the skies started pelting us with big stinging raindrops. The premature end to our usual 2 hour game led us to find a place to get a drink. Somehow we ended up at the Munchie Monkey café, where we ordered rootbeer, cheese sticks and ice-cream. That was just afternoon tea.
That night, I was at Sim’s place in Redhill to catch the FA Cup match between Man Utd and Liverpool. Yes, more soccer. For dinner, we had a three course meal of Ribs, Venison and Greens. Oh, did I mention we had Otah before that on our way to his place. Anyway, to keep our mouths occupied during the game, we fed on Pringles and prawn crackers. So what was supposed to be a day of trimming the fats turned out to be the exact opposite.
Now I have to turn to other physical activities to supplement the Saturday soccer sessions.
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A borrowed shot of our soccer gang taken about 3 years ago. Just add a few kilos to picture how we look like now.
4 comments:
seems ya waistline is catching up faster then ya age.
yep, trying hard to reverse the signs of aging.
haha...why does a game normally end with drinks/supper/snacks? next time, try going home straight?
btw, you've been tagged yet another time :P
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