When the Last Frisbee Hits the Turf
Hello from San Diego. It's been more than a year since I posted here, so bear with me as I shake off the cobwebs...
First, logistics: I'm sorting out a new way for readers to subscribe to this blog, so if you get two email notifications, my apologies and don't panic! I'm working on it!
So, what am I doing in San Diego? Recovering -- physically, emotionally, spiritually -- from the USA National Club Ultimate Championships. 2022 marks my seventeenth year playing ultimate frisbee, and my first US Club Regionals and Nationals. I could not have gotten luckier, moving to Brooklyn and joining the mixed-gender team New York XIST.
If you're so inclined, you can watch us play in the quarterfinals against Atlanta Dirty Bird here on Ultiworld, and in the semifinals against Seattle Mixtape here on the big screen of ESPN. (Sorry, they both need paid subscriptions.)
Maybe I'll post more reflections on the joy and heartbreak of giving everything to a championship run with this team later. For now, I'm remembering that life exists outside of ultimate, little by little, by spending a few days with family friends and multispecies companions in the Southwest.