oh seriously ouch

the body aging does not help, but i totally fell into the doldrums of fatigue and lack of effort tonight after the first game when the team was puttering along and almost two hours later another game starts and i am lethargic, which is dangerous for a pitcher, and sure enough... well... here's how i explained it to a friend who was asking me to join her in a 5K on thanksgiving... thank goodness for my sense of absurdity...

i should be able to walk by then (my sardonic sense of humor is lamenting my very swollen knee {like three inches wide and two inches high and already all sorts of colors... might not be so pretty tomorrow though} at the moment... a softball going about 90mph or more hit it in one of the absolutely worst possible spots... the ball was hit hard enough to hit the edge of my glove, my knee, and fly past the shortstop into left field... ouch... driving home i was wishing i did not have a clutch pedal {yes, left knee} i sit here with ice on it wondering how i am going to play at least eight more, possibly twelve or more games this weekend... a tournament tomorrow and two leagues on sunday with the second league in playoffs that could go three games... if i was not crazy i would stay in with my leg elevated and iced all weekend and hope to be able to walk monday... luckily, i am crazy... this will be an interesting weekend lol lam laa... thanks for listening :)

hey, i can hopes somebody does, right? :)