Yesterday my brother-in-law was fortunate enough to get 4 free tickets to the Redskins/Cowboys game. It was a last minute thing but I figured it would be fun to go because I have never been to a professional game. We caught the obligatory interstate 95 traffic jam and got to FedEx field right when the game started. We parked in a really muddy lot and followed some other people through a shortcut in the woods. We literally went over the river and through the (pitch dark) woods then up a hill to get to the main road. I dropped my purse in the mud and my blanket. When we got back out into the light, I noticed quite a bit of mud on my jeans and my shoes were caked in it.
Once in the stadium we had to walk up what seemed like an endless ramp because we were in the nosebleed section. Row 28 of 29 in the tippy top of the stadium. It was about 34 degrees last night with wind of 5-10 mph. But when I hiked to the top of the stairs to my seat, my heart was pounding and I was sweating. I peeled off my hat, scarf, and gloves, along with my coat and panted like a dog for 15 minutes. This is one of those moments when I realize "Damn! I'm outta shape." I put my layers back on and settled in to watch the game. The game itself was kinda uneventful. I am not a big football fan but I do know the Redskins suck! I think my high school squad could beat them.
Halftime comes and I have to visit the ladies room so I make my way down the stairs, terrified that I will fall. A drunken dude on the other side of the stairs rail tumbles down several stairs and lands head down in seat. That didn't help my fear. I return to my seat and wait for the hubby, his line brother and my brother in law to return. They wait in line for almost the entire 3rd quarter for food and he brings me back some overpriced chicken tenders and fries. We leave halfway through the 4th quarter, thinking we will beat the crowd.
Well, we ended up sitting in the parking lot for one hour before getting out and on our way. Overall, a very interesting first NFL game experience.
It's been a rough couple of weeks. A good friend of mine suddenly passed away and it was really shocking. I am trying to get out of my funk because I know that she was the type of person who worked very hard and she wouldn't want me to be feeling this way. She would want me to get back to work and make her proud. I am giving myself until Friday then I am getting back to the grind. Her life and death were an important reminder not to take anything for granted.
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