The past week has been a very vivid reminder of my own mortality.  Evangel has intramural football which was a joy to play back when I was in school.  Basically it's one floor of guys playing flag football against the other floors.  Well, this year we put together a faculty/staff team to play against the students.  Up until the last game we were beating up on the students.  However, age finally caught up with us.  We had one guy out with a bruised rib, one guy out with a pulled hamstring, one guy out with a foot injury, one guy broke his thumb during that game, one guy was out due to the birth of his twins and another guy was traveling to a friend's wedding.  Sadly we lost.  That was a long week...I played in 4 games.  So currently I'm nursing two slightly pulled hamstrings, bruised quads, strained tendons in the bottom of one foot and a reagrivated old rotator cuff injury.  Maybe there is a reason why there hasn't been a faculty/staff football team before!

Atleast I'm not in as much pain as this guy: