Is Life as a Non-athlete really possible?

Well, enough discussing my opinions (that seems to get me in trouble) and onto something that I know nothing about: life without soccer.  With just one game left in my collegiate soccer career—considering the closest I’m going to get to a playoff game will be sitting on the sidelines as a fan for the men’s team—I am starting to become fairly anxious about this thing called “not being a competitive athlete.”

Like most collegiate athletes, I have grown playing my respective sport—soccer—and I cannot fathom a life that revolves around something other than a Nike ball.  At the end of my last ever preseason—including two-a-days in the August heat and passing the infamous Yo-Yo Intermittent Recovery Test—I thought I would be happy if I never heard the words “the test starts in fifteen seconds” ever again; but as my days as a collegiate athlete are numbered I’m beginning to worry that I am going to miss waking and wondering if I’m going to be able to walk when I get out of bed.

I realize that I can continue playing soccer once I graduate, there are plenty of adult leagues out there, but I now have a newfound understanding for some of “crazy-intense 35-year-old men” I have played co-ed recreational adult soccer with over the years.  It is not just the sport I am going to miss, but I am not sure what I am going to do with all of the pent up competitiveness I cannot get rid of.

Right now I am looking at two options.  Option A: find a team to play on in Europe so I don’t have to face reality just yet (any suggestions of teams would be greatly appreciated).  Option B: be that annoying lady who takes playing in an adult women’s league way to seriously.