Sometime yesterday afternoon I realized that I was feeling good about the evening’s softball game. I had the same enthusiasm and energy that I had a decade ago (when I played four nights a week).
I went 4-4, hit for the cycle, and had the best defensive game I’ve had in a long time. I attribute it to my increased gym activity and my focus on eating better, healthier foods.
I tore both of the knees in my pants, road rashed my elbows, dove for things, slid into second, and…I didn’t feel any of it this morning. Just popped right out of bed and started my day like you’re supposed to–pain free and ready to go.






I still remember the time I watched you tear your hand open on a fence, catching a fly ball.
You’re serious about softball. Srsly.