In Our Best Intentions

Holy crap, dude. It's only the second day and I can't even bare to sit here and type. My body is so tired and sore, but we did get a lot of progress today. It's a crazy thought of how we've finally put drill to music and work today, and it didn't sound too bad. The rookie girls finally got better at tossing, pulling through a decent pop toss. One girl got a bump on her forehead from trying, but I'm all the more proud of her for that. It's kind of like a battle scar - she got hurt while putting effort into it. The guard earned two laps right before lunch, for talking during sets. That is one thing I need to start controlling. I need to enforce the idea of no talking on the field, for the sake of our guard as a whole. Today we also celebrated one girl's birthday, with a signed card and a little surprise candle atop a box of Asian wafers for her to blow out. It is in our best intentions to bake everyone feel comfortable in the guard and I hope we are accomplishing just that. Photo is of 7-11, from my view in the car, on the way home.