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!