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Saturday, May 23, 2009
There's A Me In Team
I joined a softball team for the summer.

I will give you a minute for saying "whoa" or laughing or having whatever reaction you choose.
Okay. Truth be told, I had pretty much the same reaction. I was on the baseball team for two seasons in high school, but I haven't picked up a bat since then. If I've picked up a glove since then, I don't remember it. My whole exercise regime could be summed up similarly.
There were three reasons I signed up:
- I spent the last couple of months avoiding people. I thought softball would be a way for me to get back into the habit of being around people, and people I'm not necessarily around much even when I'm not avoiding people.
- I thought it might be a good way for me to get some exercise. As I mentioned, I haven't gotten much for a long time. This last birthday was a stark reminder that, hey, I'm getting old. Not much I can do about that, but maybe getting some exercise would help. Most folk seem to agree with that theory. Worth checking out, I guess. I've started going to the batting cage and doing the treadmill. Small steps, but hopefully they'll lead somewhere.
- I'm boring. This isn't just a self-assessment - I've heard it from others. I'm forced to agree. Sum me up and you'll get a small list: Scrabble, movies, videogames, work, and church. Trying new things is a way for me to try to be less boring.
Somewhere in the house is my baseball glove. I saw it the other day, but I can't remember where and I can't find it again. Finding it is one of my main goals for the weekend, because we have practice on Wednesday.
I'm looking forward to the experience, even though I fully expect to get injured and/or embarass myself. I'll keep you posted.
Labels: new things, sports
Comments:
Anyone else have a mental picture of Costanza and Jerry with an Improv jersey? (OK, maybe more like Costanza?)
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