Not my team. Not my field. Same general concept.

On Tuesday night, we had our second softball game. I learned something important.

I am terrible at softball.

Well, not really. But the plan was for me and another girl to trade off outfield and second base, but after I fumbled two grounders, I was permanently relegated to outfield for the rest of the game. Grrr. It was frustrating, because I am competitive and expect too much from myself.

I want to blame my lack of prescription sunglasses, but really it’s because it’s been way too long since I’ve played softball regularly. I just need to practice more.

Our team lost. Then I met up with Matt and watched the Jays win and all was well in the world.