Soft Ball

So what's the point of trying to hit a tiny hard ball with a stick and then running around in a circle?

That used to be my opinion of baseball. But then, when I was in Ottawa for Easter, I played soft ball with my little cousins and brother, and it was amazing!!! Ok, we weren't really playing by any rules, and I'm still quite scared of the ball, but it was so much fun! It was basically 5 kids on a street, throwing a pink ball around, using a bat made of a 10 year old, switching teams in order to always have somebody at bat, and having a marvelous time.

I have to admit, I didn't want to play, and I wasn't expecting to be able to hit the ball, but the first time that my bat connected with that ball, it was like a revelation! (Ok, that's a bit of an over-the-top-exageration, but that's how I am...!) And then off I went, trying to run with a sprained ankle and laughing at the same time!

Lesson: Don't judge before trying! And even if you've already tried it, and didn't like it, wait a bit, and then try again, it might be better this time around!!!