Yesterday, we were driving through the Rockies for the girls soccer game. Everything was going well until an hour in when we got a phone call.
“The pass is closed at Vail,” our athletic director said.
We were still two hours from Vail, so we figured the roads would open by then. But as we got closer, the signs on the road flashed: “Pass closed. Accident on road.”
That meant we waited for two hours, sitting in the bus, snow blowing sideways. It was pretty, with the flakes drifting across the sky, but it was hard to enjoy when we had a deadline. Finally, finally, we started moving. The roads were okay, but we had some time to make up if we wanted to make the game on time.
Two hours later, we pulled up to the field. After a 5-2 win, pizza at the hotel, and a coach debrief, I was exhausted.
Sinking into the giant queen-sized bed with a good book in hand, I was glad that the day was over. Driving in snow, waiting for hours. It was a “hurry up and wait” kind of day. You never know what will happen when you drive through the Rocky Mountains.
Now, onto the new day. The sun is shining, the sky is blue. It’s a great day to play soccer!