I bought one. At five feet two and age 25, I’m probably not going to make it to the WNBA, but I decided a while ago that I wanted a basketball. The last time I played a good game was in 2010, but when I got back to San Diego, I noticed there are basketball courts (and tennis courts, for that matter) all over the place, open for use. Seriously, I’m not sure if at any one time, all the basketball courts in San Diego are all in use. There are so many!
Finally got around to buying a b-ball today though, since I had to go to Target for some new pencils anyway. The community I just moved into has a little kids’ basketball court outside, pretty close to my unit. I guess it’s a little embarrassing to be out there — an adult — playing basketball… with myself. But since my new place doesn’t have a suitable door frame for me to set up my pull-up bar, I pretty much have to go to the jungle gym anyway, just to do my pullups. Might as well use the kids’ court too!
So today after my regular run and weight-lifting session, I went out to shoot some hoops. And it really was fun. I felt like a kid. Then I thought to myself, “Man, I need to go inside to study math,” then chasing the ball after it bounced off the hoop, “but this is fun.”
Then I really felt like a kid.