To Be Young Again

Oh, to be young again.

As I was walking back from Ackerman Union at UCLA after finishing a wonderful lunch with my good friend Katrina, I passed the Intramural Field and saw a flood of young girls playing soccer. Though they were working hard and kicking that shiny leather ball around, I could feel the sense of excitement and freedom in their faces. A sense of nostalgia overcame me, and I realized how much I miss playing sports.

It made me desire to be on a field again, competing in the thrill of a battle that seemed so significant at the time.

Believe it or not, I actually used to be athletic. Growing up, I was definitely voted most athletic by popular vote, and was always known to be a girl that ruled the unmotivated and uncoordinated in PE. Yup, the pavement and grassy fields were mine.

But as I grew older, especially coming into college, I realized other passions took over this one. And most unfortunately, I gained quite a bit of weight in the process. Hey, sacrifices had to be made.

I don’t regret not participating in team sports during college as I dabbled in Intramural basketball and friendly games of ultimate frisbee. But I can’t say I don’t miss it.

Maybe I’ll start slow and hit up the racquetball courts at the Wooden Center on campus. The crowd of old men during the early morn even sounds appealing now.

This is Amy Hu signing off for July 14th, 2009.