I will never forget my first day at soccer. In retrospect, who would have known, but I was miserable. Having been a ‘classical’ girl playing the piano and practicing ballet, soccer was not my idea of a fun experience. But alas I had gotten bored with ballet so my father one day turned around and said, “Heather you have to do something physical, so I signed you up for soccer”. I can remember my 14-year-old self, sitting on the top of the hill looking down on all the kids running around after the ball thinking, this is going to be the worst year ever.