Getting Old Sucks

Have you ever been good at something and took pride in it?  Pride in the fact that others also thought you were good,  good enough that they wanted you to do what you were good at for them?   Well that was me at slo-pitch, I used to be a good ball player, but as the years pass that talent is waining, and I DON"T like it. 

Now I am not bragging that I was awesome, or the best, but I have to say that I was good.  I could hit the ball well, and if it was hit to me, most likely I would catch it.   But lately it seems that the ability is disappearing at an alarming rate.

I used to be someone who you would ask to play on your team if you were short or were playing in a tournament, not anymore.   It hurts too that I am no longer that person.  This was the one thing that I could do, and I felt pride in my ability, now it feels like there is not a lot left to feel proud about. 

Now I know it seems like I am over dramatizing this, after all it is JUST baseball, but to me it is something I could do regardless of my size.   I could play ball, AND be fat!  Now I can't play ball so all that leaves is that I am fat.  

So what do I do, whine and cry about it?  Ok a little bit of that yes.  Quit?   NOPE!  I guess I will just have to go out there and be a fat baseball player.   Even if the talent is leaving, and my frustration grows, it just takes one good hit for me to remember that "good" ball player I once was, and know I am still in there somewhere.  Even if I am not what I once was, I love the game, made some great friends playing it, and will still go out there and try to find that inner ball player that I know is just waiting to come out.  So if you are short and want a fat ball player who has an inner talent just waiting to come out again, give me call!