This past weekend was a flashback to the 1980’s for me.
Actually, a flashback for many classmates from 1960’s to the present 2009.
The high school I graduated from started an annual softball tournament about 3 years ago.
So…after reading many posting and emails from the leaders of the alumni team about the event, I decided to see if they actually needed me…
As prissy as I am, I didnt think they would really want me to play on the team.. I assumed I would at least be able to be there and cheer them on.
…but….they actually needed me! I was kinda nervous at first to commit but decided to give it a try.
Well….Traveling back in time would have been a greater gift…because my body is just screaming at me now!
…However, the joy of reuniting with classmates as grown adults was just as beautiful, entertaining and rewarding and worth every single second of pain I’m enduring.
I can hardly even walk from all the squats I did while playing catcher for 3 games of softball!
Have I ever played catcher…uh…not like that…
In the past I have played for fun…and yes this was fun too but geez….I guess I felt like I needed to try and look like I knew what I was doing.
And really…it wasn’t that hard….until the next morning when I got out of bed!
Then, I realized that was a hard work-out!
Odd thing is…I thought I was in pretty good shape…not like a true athlete but I figured I couldn’t get too hurt, trying this new sport for just a few days.
Well, I now know what Icy Hot is!