It's plain and simple really, she's coordinated and athletic. I'm not.
When I was younger, this used to bother me a lot more. I've now come to embrace the fact that my quirky personality will just have to suffice. NEWSFLASH: No one is going to be my friend or fall in love with me for that matter because I'm good at sports. Darn.
It took me a few years, but now I'm actually at the point where I can play and just have fun. It doesn't matter if I look stupid, at least someone will get a laugh out of it, right? I haven't been on a "team" (so to speak) in years. When you are consistently the last pick for every game, you tend to lose interest quickly. No hard feelings - just the truth. This is why I was so excited when a certain opportunity presented itself over this last summer. Draper City decided that this year they would start an adult kickball league. FINALLY! So, there was something that no one else had played since elementary school and a possibility that I won't be completely awful.
Well, you can't be the last pick if you decide to form the team. So I took it upon myself to put a group of misfits together and call it good.
We were surprisingly decent. Every Wednesday night, we'd all show up and kick some balls. Figuratively. Literally.
It was nice to finally have a group that was good, however, if someone made a mistake we just laughed about it. I guess that's part of growing up.
We entered the finals in 1st place and had a terrible game. I mean terrible. Who knows what happened to the most successful team in the league? I certainly don't, but I am glad that I was able to be a part of something so fun and hysterical. I know it's taken me a while to post this, but as it has gotten colder outside, I am really missing summer. I especially miss those Wednesday nights on the lit field with my teammates.
Hopefully we kick balls next year!
|The funny part about this picture to me is that I'm pretty sure Spencer Pratt is the only one who actually kicked balls... Just sayin'|