Barb's Burblings

When bats turn against you

Yesterday I did actually go to the batting cage. It was totally fun! For some reason I decided to start off in the slow-pitch baseball cage. (Well, probably because the softball cages were full.) I actually was doing OK. And then a ball hit my hand. OUCH. So I moved over to the softball cage, which required some adjusting. But I didn't do poorly there, except that I, naturally, hit everything directly to first base. I think I hit maybe one ball that may have actually been a hit. But what matters is that it was fun.

And now I am totally paying for it. I apparently was holding the bat wrong. I have a bruise on my wrist and somehow I got this:

I...don't know either. The whole arm is kind of sore. It's not used to, you know, being used for anything other than typing, driving, and occasionally picking up a cat.