Big Girls Can Play But they Might Get Injured

Well, today was the first softball practice. I have been getting up and going to the gym at 6am for an entire two days now. Forty minutes on the eliptical. Not so bad. So what my knees are killing me from my entire 2 days of working out. Nevertheless, I trudged off to meet the new team and see if a year off and maybe a few pounds have impeded my abilities.

See if you can come up with your own answer to the question:
1. I almost screamed when a ball was rifled to my face.
2. My first throw to first base was aimed not at the first baseman but apparently the fence which stood approximately 7.5 feet to her left, my right.
3. I almost fenced the ball - but that was good.
4. While running - nay, jogging - nay, sauntering - to second base for the cut off throw, I tripped. Not over anything in particular I just sort of fell over perhaps my 1/2 size too big new RED cleats, or maybe a little lump of dirt. In any event, I fell. Rolled actually, right to the base. HYSTERICS all around me. Welcome to the team!
5. When I finally decided to run - it was not pretty. I can't possibly imagine getting to even second base even on a long ball.
6. I was walking up my stairs to use the potty and my knee blew out - just blew. Just popped right or was it left and litterally fell me on the stairs. I didn't fall or roll or do anything but become completely immobilized. As the pain radiated from my knee down my calf and into my ankle I thought about that story. The story that indicated cats would actually eat a dead or injured human. Now my cats are pretty big kids, and Satchmo is like a total food whore so, as I cringed and almost blacked out from the intense pain (I think I tore my outter miniscus - medial was torn in a basketball tourney years ago so that is gone and the swelling is pretyt painful right now - can I get a doctor please?).... Anyway, intense pain - cat story - and I knew in that instant that if something happens to me in this house, and I live with no one with opposable thumbs, these animals will begin to gnaw on my injured body. They'd live for days - maybe wn entire week - I'd say longer but they are pretty much gluttonous. Its like me and peanut m&m's - I have no control. NONE! They would start on the leg and not be able to finish until they were sucking out the marrow.

So practice went well. I can't wait for next week. I may even replace my high school glove which I still use!