I'm in a lot of pain. Not as much as some of my teammates (notably poor Emma with a severely sprained (and thus colorful) ankle, but still. My right 足 (in the Japanese sense meaning foot and leg) goes from being completely fine (in my sense, meaning perpetually semi-sprained) to being so sore that it hurts to move at all. My right ring finger (the one next to the finger I broke watching basketball in high school for those of you who know) is not broken (just got it checked today). Okay, too many parentheses... moving on...
I played lots of soccer this weekend. It was awesome even though we didn't win any games. I managed to get kicked in the arm (while standing and reaching overhead for a ball. Don't ask me how it happened). I also have a new dislike for a prefecture and an overwhelming sense of dread that many of my friends are leaving. I also have an awesome "kit" with my name on it and a great new vocabulary that includes words like "kit," "pitch," and "ice lolly (lollie?)." Anyway, it was fun, now I'm sore.
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