Busted Blisters, Bruises, Bumps, and open Sores
Okay, I was almost done, then i hit a few key in quick succession and lost it all. Boo-hoo.
Rained so hard today that practice got cancelled. Got lucky though, caught Barny half way through fourth period and he told me he was calling off practice. Got back to class and Rosendin let me call home and told me dad to come up and that we could hit anyway. Ended up stating till 615ish. Heck, its friday night and I had nothing else better to do.
Me hitting like this has been going on for the last two weeks, except for yesterday. After every practice and game, I'll go into the gym's or field's batting cage with my dad and just hit. So far, I have opened one sore on my thumb, pulled skin off my index fingers and thumbs in other places, and bruised most of the inside of both my hands. Its getting hard to hold things sometimes too because they're so tired. Not just that, its possible I've aggravated a tendon in my left wrist too. But I wouldn't have it any other way.
I dont know if my dad realizes that I'd rather be in those cages than anywhere else right now. It lets me forget all the worries that get build up through out the school day, and gives me the chance to just vent on all the frustrations. Even the ones that build up during the hitting. Most importantly, it lets me FOCUS. It is just me and my dad in there, for an hour, hour and a half, hitting, practicing a skill in a game that I love. Giving me something to do to just get and stay out of doing nothing. Plus, for me, just hitting, even while frustrating, is a load of fun.
So thats the last two weeks, shoot me some flak because im addicted to baseball, wouldn't be anything new. Just wish all my friends weren't so busy this weekend because my practices defintly got rained out. And only got one manybe two this sunday.
Rained so hard today that practice got cancelled. Got lucky though, caught Barny half way through fourth period and he told me he was calling off practice. Got back to class and Rosendin let me call home and told me dad to come up and that we could hit anyway. Ended up stating till 615ish. Heck, its friday night and I had nothing else better to do.
Me hitting like this has been going on for the last two weeks, except for yesterday. After every practice and game, I'll go into the gym's or field's batting cage with my dad and just hit. So far, I have opened one sore on my thumb, pulled skin off my index fingers and thumbs in other places, and bruised most of the inside of both my hands. Its getting hard to hold things sometimes too because they're so tired. Not just that, its possible I've aggravated a tendon in my left wrist too. But I wouldn't have it any other way.
I dont know if my dad realizes that I'd rather be in those cages than anywhere else right now. It lets me forget all the worries that get build up through out the school day, and gives me the chance to just vent on all the frustrations. Even the ones that build up during the hitting. Most importantly, it lets me FOCUS. It is just me and my dad in there, for an hour, hour and a half, hitting, practicing a skill in a game that I love. Giving me something to do to just get and stay out of doing nothing. Plus, for me, just hitting, even while frustrating, is a load of fun.
So thats the last two weeks, shoot me some flak because im addicted to baseball, wouldn't be anything new. Just wish all my friends weren't so busy this weekend because my practices defintly got rained out. And only got one manybe two this sunday.