Thursday, August 18, 2011

Dear Lake Powell,

I am in love with you.

Dear Batting Cages,

Since when did I become a closet softball junkie? I could spend hours - HOURS - at Mulligan's in Murray (and no, that's not the name of a pub in South Jordan).

I'm shopping for a bat.
I MUST get cleats.
And possibly gloves?

I mean, I'm playing on a city league team in the fall. So I need to get the gear, right? Look the part? I mean we all know 80% of enjoying a workout comes from wearing a smart outfit.

I wish I had tried this sport in my youth - because I clearly haven't kept up with the whole cheerleading bit - I could be making the big $$. Trust me, I'm not THAT good, but I'd like to believe with the proper training added to a healthy amount of pressure from my father and coaches, I would have developed into a softball phenom.

PLAY BALL!