5.15.12 Softball?

I can't believe this. I really truely cannot! I played softball this evening. I PLAYED softball. Now first of all, anyone who knows me, knows that I'm not an outdoors/ sports type of person. I like camping with the family a few times every summer. I liked cheering in high school, (Minto school, so it wasn't like formal or anything), I also enjoyed biking around University West in grade school. But NO sports for me. I don't even like to watch them on TV. Bill on the other hand, very athletic, loves anything that has to do with sports, hunting, fishing whatever. So last winter as I lay in bed all summer I got one of those crazy "Rhonda" thoughts in my head. Now again for those that know me well, I get ideas and LOVE to plan the elaborate details in my head then jump ship about 3 seconds into it. Anyhoo, back to softball. So I get this idea, I could play softball. I've watched enough, I've even kept score in Minto for baseball games. I could do this. I could play with Bill and we could go every week and bring the kids and, and, and. So then I find myself (MYSELF) walking out onto the field where I know one person (my bff Loren) and I'm trying to catch this crazy ball from the air. I'm hitting it with a bat (I LOVE the sound of the CRAAACK!)! and I'm doing this. Mind you my first practice, three seconds in might be in three weeks, but still I said I would and I am. I'm meeting new people, I'm out of the house and I am LIVING! Life is...that moment when the softball hits the metal bat and craaaack, I hit the ball for the first time in...years. Love you, love me, love you, love me.