I woke up the morning of May 1 sore as hell.
A day earlier, the athlete development team here at US Lacrosse put on a field day. We spent an hour playing games like Sharks and Minnows and hoarding tennis balls with fiddle sticks in mini-goals as “squirrels” bringing “nuts” back to our “nest.”
Fun stuff. Child’s play. Bring on the Chipotle.
But as I rolled gingerly out of bed the next morning to tend to my then 6-month-old son, I recognized the leg and posterior soreness as the way I used to feel when I’d play lacrosse after a long layoff.
TJ, Natalie, Erin, Beth and Dara totally Miyagi’d us.
In “Karate Kid,” Mr. Miyagi disguises Daniel’s training in the form of chores. Sand the floor. Paint the fence. For our LADM sensei, Tierney Field was their dojo.