First Earthquake and Weigh In

We returned from Moldova early on Saturday morning and I was glad to hear that we had the weekend off. It was a much needed rest because the training was taking a toll on me. Over the weekend, I went out with a couple of teammates to see the city and just got away from soccer for a little.
We began training again on Monday and coach talked to us about the importance of being under the designated weight that they set for us. Prior to pre-season we were all weighed and given a "playing weight." This was the weight the coach wanted us to maintain during the season. They wanted me to play at 184 pounds (83.4 kilos) which was a 4-5 pound difference from what I was my senior year at Stevens. I had been watching my diet so I knew I was losing, but I did not realize that the next day they would be weighing us and whoever was overweight would be fined. So sure enough I got on the scale and was less than 1 kilo overweight so I did not get fined.
So after training one night I stopped by my cousin's house for dinner. After I was finished eating and hanging out, I went in the house to get my keys to leave. As I go to pick up my keys I notice that the wall to my left begins to shake. I did not think anything of it, until I looked around and everything was shaking. Next thing I know my cousin yells "EARTHQUAKE" and says to get out of the house. All the shaking only lasted about 10 seconds but it was crazy. We later found out on the news that it was a 4.6 on the Richter scale, which is light and not very harmful. It was actually one of the most interesting things that has happened to me, but I would not want it to happen again.
A few days after the quake was our last scrimmage which was against a team we would be competing with this year in the league. I was informed the day before the game that I would be getting the start so I was excited. Although I started a game in Moldova, I felt that after a long preseason, I know the team better and am a lot more comfortable than I was.
It was a very physical game, and we ended up with a 1-1 draw. I had the assist on our goal, and could have scored the game-winner in the 90th minute but I hit the post! I just would have been too good to be true. Overall, the game was a success for the team because we played well enough to win but were unlucky. I was also happy that the coach trusted me to play the full 90 minutes.