Volleyball spielen
spielen to play
das Spiel game
Well, Mike and I went to play volleyball last night with some mystery group. I was really kind of worried because I am a sensitive soul and do not enjoy playing sports with people who take it seriously. Once when we were playing with our usual group in Arizona (a group that is mostly for fun and very casual), a new woman came to play with us. She decided it was her task to coach me on how to play, and she kept telling me what to do and what I was doing wrong. I immediately became filled with rage, fighting back the tears, and stormed off the court to go sit and chillax. Am I a big cry baby? Probably. But I honestly cannot take criticism, and I especially do not appreciate the unsolicited kind. I really hate that I cannot control my emotions. I wear them on my sleeve, and sometimes that is very inconvenient.
Anyways, all of these things made me very apprehensive of playing with the group. I was afraid of making a scene, and afraid that it would not be fun. When we got there, there were several men and a giant woman, so I was concerned, but then I noticed they were all on the older side, and there wa s a young girl as well. We started playing, and it was actually fun! If they were giving me their unsolicited advice, I wouldn't know since they were all German. The entire group played at around the same level of skill, so it was quite fun and fast-paced.
The ball was much harder than the beach volleyball we played with in Arizona, so I soon noticed that my arms were stinging badly and I had broken blood vessels all over them. By the end of the night I could not hit the ball anymore and began to mentally urge the ball not to come to me.
I iced my arms when I got home, but today I can barely move them. So I am really hoping that I will get used to the ball and that it wont hurt this bad next week.
One thing I regret, is that my only skills in volleyball are serving and bumping. I cannot spike (being 5'3 may have something to do with this) and I cannot set, no matter how hard I try.
Meine Arme tun weh My arms hurt
Ich leide I am suffering
Ich weine zu viel I cry too much
I got this postcard today. I was in Austria for about five minutes during our Switzerland/Italy trip, but I would like to go back sometime. Vienna is the capital of Austria.
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