So this past Friday I was out playing kickball in the league I belong to. It's always a good time for everyone...and I have to be honest, something that I took as "a joke" when I joined, I have found is totally serious.
I would laugh when I heard about the intensity of kickball. INTENSITY??? REALLY??? (I would laugh) but then after a while I realized this was more than just getting together and having a few beers and hitting on hot chicks at the field. This was a game; played with adults.
Something happens in a competitive environment. The chance of winning takes hold of you and you just get in the game. There is someting primal for me about returning to a physcial sport; for so many years of being behind desks, in meeting, and doing little more than going to a gym when you needed a physical outlet.
Well...it was bound to happen....
I was on third in a real pressure cooker when I barrel rolled in to home plate and felt my elbow strike my own rib with the force of 201lbs behind it.....SNAP!!!! So now it's plenty of anti-inflamitory and the word that it could be six weeks before the pain is completely gone. "Ribs are a tricky thing to break" they say....yep...but even more tricky is tryin to barrel roll in to home plate!