When our daughter told me that she wanted to sign up for volleyball, I thought it would be a superb idea.
She was constantly entirely affectionate about sports and this seemed savor a superb fit for her athletically.
Her hand and eye coordination was wonderful and a lot of her friends were playing too. What I enjoyed most about her playing volleyball though was the fact that it was played inside a gym. I was tired of standing outside in a field with horrible weather conditions. The system of standing inside a gymnasium where there was air conditioning and shade from the sun sounded savor a retreat. That’s why, when it was time for our daughter’s first tournament, I was more than glad to kneel in the gym all day long. That was, until I realized that AC was out during the day of the tournament and it felt savor I was baking inside an oven. The school did everything they could by providing free water, opening the doors, and blasting their industrial fans from every corner… Despite the air flow (or what little air there was), it was a miserable time. At a single point, I contemplated going house just to change clothes. I was dressed to kneel in an air conditioned gym, not a sweaty, humid, and hot gym that was start to smell. Thankfully, this was the only time the AC went out during a tournament and I don’t care to ever experience it again. Now, I keep our car packed with extra clothes and a portable fan just in case.