That damned sun

I played my first two ultimate games of the season on Sunday, at the VUL‘s season-opening mixer (where the league gets split up into various teams (oddly, based alphabetically by first name, with some exceptions, so my team was supposed to have something like 6 chris’ on it)).

The weather report said it would be cloudy with a chance of rain. So I quite dutifully brought a hoodie and a raincoat, to protect myself from the rain. What I definitely did not bring was the sunscreen. Of course, that was the only thing I needed, as Sunday, as I’m sure anyone local is aware, was absolutely gorgeous.

Now, I’m a rather pink shade of red everywhere that wasn’t covered by clothing. And it’s not so much fun — I normally love showering, but not with lobster-skin. Admittedly, I do tend to get burned like this once a year, and I don’t ever tan — I normally go pink, then fade to brown, but this is not a nice burn. And I swore earlier that I would be better with the sunscreen this year, as I just don’t want skin cancer, not now, not ever. Oh well. Good intentions…, as they say.

So if you see me in the next few days, I’m not angry or embarrassed, I’m just sunburnt. 🙁