Karma

Instant Karma, talk smack about how you don't need kneepads to play volleyball. Yeah, I played until 10:30 last night. My knees are literally covered with raspberries. They hurt less than my bruised ego. I had been playing on a level that I hadn't experienced in a while, until last night. My ability to hit the ball evaporated, and I don't know why. Then, I let the unthinkable happen, I got into my own head. That happens to me now, it never used to happen (or maybe it has always happened and I am just now figuring it out).

Either way, I pulled myself down by beating myself up. I will work to remedy this immediately.