A few months back I took the suggestion of friends and joined their Better Late Than Never Softball League. I played softball when dinosaurs roamed the earth and thought it would be fun to get out and run around a bit. And I need one fun activity unrelated to work or being a Mom or getting divorced.
So that's how I find myself frantically trying to make time to get to a weekly practice after work. PRACTICE!? I thought this would be more of a show up play and have fun on the weekend league. Imagine my surprise when the coach sent a note saying we'd be working on base running, sliding, stealing etc. What? I was intimidated to say the least. But I went to the first practice (the team's third but the first I could make) already feeling like a bad team member and feeling like I would regret my decision to join.
Much to my surprise, Momarella is in better shape than I thought! I'm no jock, but I held my own. I even had fun. More on my adventures in softball later!
