A neighbor wanted me to come play amateur league volleyball with her on weekend evenings. I told her no. I told her I am awful at sports that involve coordinating my moves to a ball (this is true) and that I was a couch potato that never exercised (also true, although I was doing Jillian Michaels at the time).
Today, there was a fair of sorts at a local school (not Pumpkin Elemenary, but a different school about a mile away. The Pumpkin Prince and Princess wanted to go. I got up later than I planned this morning, but I figured I could still get a 5k run in before the kids woke up for breakfast, so I mustered up the discipline to get myself out of bed. The Pumpkin Daddy was on the committee running the whole show, so we left the house at about the same time.
At the end of my run, a car passed me…and the volleyball neighbor was in the passenger seat. I guess they were heading to the school to prepare for the fair. She bowed, I bowed in return.
Busted! Think she'll come after me with a renewed invitation for volleyball?