Driven or done-been-drove

I went to the gym today with the best intentions. Doesn't that say it all?

Yesterday was my first day back in months. I am sore. So I did a few exercises to make other muscles sore too. (you know, the whole balance thing) I couldn't get into it. Normally on days like that I give in and go play basketball. Well I check out a ball, head to the court, push open the doors, and nothing.

Noone's there but me.

This, in the past, is my paradise. Time to think. Time to improve on my drop-step, or any aspect of my game without kids playing loudly, or without trash-talking bigger versions of kids trying to prove something. Peace and quiet.

But today I could not get into it.

Today I shot a few, and finally decided line-drills is what I needed to get the 'old motor' running. Line drills are running drills where one begins at the baseline, rus to each proceeding line and back all the way down the court. Sounds fun, right?

They've never been fun, but I used to be able to complete a few. After one drill, I wanted to do five (even though I couldn't breathe). After two? I knew three would be tough. So it's another one of those "work back up to it" things. I am sick of those. Shouldn't I be in my prime? Do ya'll feel like that?

Hang on now, I feel a little motivation surging through me...