This was the question that Lorey asked me after playing in a softball tournament today. It wasn’t that I felt old, it was that I felt dead.
Last I checked, it’s frickin’ hot in Vegas… an out-of-shape pharmacist has no business playing 5 back-to-back softball games in this kind of weather. Luckily, Lorey was there to take care of me - forcing me to drink fluids and chasing foul balls so we could rest. Ryan was also great - he made it through all the games… a little sleeping, a little eating, but hardly any crying, if at all. I think I was the one doing the crying (or at least whining).
We lost our first game of the tournament, then won the next 4 (including beating the team we lost to in the final game) to take the championship. It was a good time - I’m definitely nowhere near as competitive as some of these guys - at least as far as softball is concerned. But, it was fun, and it was exercise (believe me), so now that I’m not trying to puke, I’ll look back and say it was enjoyable.
Everything else is going pretty well. Lorey is on the better side of another ear infection - she’s got an ENT appointment coming up soon. Hopefully we’ll know more what is causing her to be sick so much… other than the lack of sleep. I’m still pretty busy at work - things are starting to slow down for the summer hopefully, so that’s a nice change of pace. Other than that, Sammie and Ryan are doing well and we’re enjoying the heat…
…when indoors.
Will update with a few pictures that I have later on, so don’t forget about us.