So, ever since I was a little kid I wanted to play baseball ... but no I was regulated to softball.
Last Saturday, my wife and some friends went to a sport complex game center. They had batting cages. So, everyone has a turn and I thought to myself - screw it I am going to do what I always have wanted to do. So, I selected baseball .... man that ball flew past me ... my wife and friends were giving me pointers while saying - what the hell were you thinking --- then bam! I hit one and then the next one and it continued until time ran out. I was nailing them and making good contact. This made my wife and friends go crazy ... cheering me on. Once I stepped outside of the cage a teenager was getting ready to go in and he said "nice hitting bro" I was on a high all evening. We played lazer tag & bumper cars & ski ball ... but nothing made me feel as good as my friends and wife cheering me on by my male name and hitting those fast pitch baseballs - not even kicking everyones butt in lazer tag multiple times.
It feels good to be living the dream
Rob, I'm with ya! It's like my recent post--whether it's whizzing in a urinal in Montreal, or hitting baseballs in a batting cage somewhere in the midwest, it's the little stuff that can make such a difference!
Hey, isn't your T date coming right up, dude? Congrats in advance! :)
Nice one rob, glad life is good and i hope all goes well on monday for you
That's awesome man! :)