I was going to finish the previous blog with an update but I'm not ready to go there just yet. So instead I will tell you about my slo-pitch experience from last week.
Dave and I joined a slo pitch league in the spring and continued it through the summer. We have really enjoyed it. I bought cleats, a bat and a bright new ball. Last week we were playing amazing and were finally winning one. I was up to bat and I wanted to place my hit between 1st and 2nd basemen because there was a gap and I am just that good. I hit it that direction but it was slightly short. It went straight towards the 1st basemen. Well she ran up to it and then started running towards me down the baseline. So I ran around her and had her beat. Keep in mind, I have lightening speed. When I went around her I either twisted my ankle and tripped over my other foot or I just learned how to run and tripped over my foot as I turned towards 1st base.
Picture it... me running full speed tripping. As I was falling I think I put my hands down but as I landed I still had momentum and kept skidding forward on my face using my chin as the brakes. Apparently when I fell on my face my legs came up and almost over my head (liken it to a scorpion tail). I think that was the amazing part of it. According to Dave and other teamates they could not comprehend how I did it and how I was not in more pain. As I lay on the ground people were asking if I was okay. The only thing I said as a turned my head was "I just want you to know, I am not crying." And I didn't cry... of course I wanted to but I was not going to be that person (or girl for that matter) no matter how much my face, elbow, knee, ankle and pride hurt. Forget it.
Next time that happens, I am going to run right over who is in my way. Or at least attempt to given my size.
