Mud

I always had a fondness for playing in the mud. Nostalgia flourished last Saturday when I joined five of my friends in the mud volleyball tournament. Last year I was too preoccupied with freshman fears to be outgoing enough to join a volleyball team. But I have regretted it for an entire year, so this fall I was keyed up to get down and dirty. We duct taped our feet (i don't really know why...I just did what my team told me) and we had to take the infamous "before" picture. The experience reminded me of an Orbit commercial. When our team, The X Factor, was called up to the court, I gleefully jumped into the mud. P.S. I suck at volleyball. Anyway, we lost the first game and were finished in the tournament. But in the heat of competition, all that gushy, flying mud was absolutely exhilarating. And it did wonders for my pores. As did the freezing lake water... My body was numb and in shock. Oh boy...I can't wait for next year! I'll work on my volleyball abilities in the meantime.