The dreaded assessor was on the touchline on Saturday, my third since the start of the season. I'm already resigned to not getting promotion. I only have myself to blame: I have not lost the weight I need to to get around the pitch quickly enough. Too often, when play breaks suddenly, I just don't have the fitness to get up the other end quickly enough.
It makes it harder to make accurate decisions and the risk of making mistakes grows. It's a problem I've had since I started reffing and only becomes an issue when I'm competing for promotion with refs who are 20 years younger and five stone lighter. The assessors have all - somewhat apologetically pointed out that it's going to be hard to promote me to a level where I could be reffing supply league games.
Still, the assessors are also helpful in pointing out other things as well. A couple have pointed out that I'm letting too many niggly fouls go by and that I should be firmer, an interesting observation that has made me look a bit more carefully at some of the challenges I'm letting go by.
Maybe I could pick up a few more. Maybe not. But at least I'm thinking about my game.