Wow. Somehow I have been convinced to play on a softball team.. For anybody that has met me, you know how laughable this is. Next to Woody Allen, I am the least athletic person in the Universe. I run like a girl. I throw like a girl. I definately swing a bat like a girl. When asked to play on this team (it is girls against boys in the cafe I work at) the first thing I thought, however embarassing it is to admit it, was “what the hell do I wear to something like this?”. Sign #1 that I have no business in or around a baseball field. Somehow, as I gave it time, I became allured by the idea of playing a game. I don’t play enough games, I thought. Comraderie is a good thing. Team sports can build personality. Right? Up until this point in my life, I have been a pretty bookish individual. It is time for me to shake things up. I guess.

So, yesterday was my first practice. Since we are in the middle of moving it was a welcomed reprieve and I was glad to get outside for some play time. We started by throwing the ball back and forth. I was a pretty good throw, I must say. Then it was time to practice batting. Little mental image for you: You remember Olive Oil from Popeye? Yup. Picture her swinging a bat. I was all elbows and knees. I did manage to hit the ball. Once.

All in all, though, I had fun. I got to spend some time getting to know my coworkers (all stellar softball players, to make my inabilities that much more gleaming) better and I did something I had never done before. It’s good stuff.

We have a game next Monday - if you’re in the Nashville area and are up for a good laugh, come by and see me try to hit a softball.

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