So, I had no idea when I signed up for a summer kickball league that I was risking life and limb. I'm not sure if kickball contributed to the stress fracture in my right foot (bye-bye, Chicago Marathon), but it certainly didn't help. And then today, Tim tore his left hamstring running bases, most likely dashing his Chicago hopes as well--clearly, the universe is telling us not to run Chicago this year--and I ended up having to "play" catcher--Storm Trooper boot and all!!--so we wouldn't have to forfeit the game. The other team wasn't faring well, either, with twisted ankles and pulled quads and hamstrings galore.
Clearly, we should leave the kickball to the elementary school set!
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It's a sad state of affairs when you're too old for kickball... ; )
(but see I can say that because we're the same age!!)
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