Masters? What the?
June 23rd, 2007 by gillygirl
You know you’re getting old when someone asks you to play in a Masters sporting team. Apparently if your over thirty you’re considered a Master! Technically I’m not 31 until July, so maybe I don’t qualify?
Where did the years go?
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LOL - what sport are you talking about? If it’s something even remotely active, surely being asked to participate means you’re not in a wheelchair just yet!!!
Oh I know. The Principal at my work wants me to take up rowing again, when she suggested I train for the masters games I had to control my facial expression, then she asked how old I was I told her “Just thirty” thinking that would set her straight, she replied “Yep that scraps in”.
Sheesh!! Though I wouldn’t mind saying I was a master of something.
I used to play a lot of representative softball in my younger day and someone asked me to play again. I’m afraid it’s a case of overkill, I can never go back! I played for far too many years and it’s a bit like swimmers who never go near a pool again. Master or no master!