I think I've been getting better at marking handler cuts this year. At the very least, I've come home from the last two weekends (first the Irvine Invite with the team plus a few alums/ringers, where we came in second, and next to the Sunday of D.U.I. in Davis, picking up with Sprite's coed club team Fauxhammer) with different sore muscles. The lower-lower leg just above my ankle has had it pretty rough recently, probably from the new strategy: match the handler cutter step for step as she jukes. I'm even starting to be able to see when I get even a half-step behind, and anticipate the completion to set up for the mark. Not sure why this works, exactly, except that the handler cuts don't usually go very fast—just change direction nimbly, and so long as I stay there I (1) give a thrower second thoughts about throwing the dump (2) force a pass further out to space, which is less accurate at the 25th-75th percentile of college women.

Okay, enough! Bedtime!