Mooly, you probably shouldn't read this post, because you will scold me and give me "the line"...
When I moved to Ireland, I was afraid my skin would never see the sun again. Yesterday, all my fears were put to rest.
Juli has been playing softball with a team here in Dublin. I very willingly let her wrangle me into joining her. She was, unfortunately, out of town for the tournament this weekend. I was left all alone and had to do some wrangling myself. Luckily, My-Friend-Kyle was more than happy to be wrangled.
I managed to get some sunscreen on my face before I left. And Denise was kind enough to put some on my back. I figured the rest of my body could enjoy a couple hours of quality vitamin D before I layered it with SPF.
We played 4 games in a row before stopping for a lunch break. I played 1st base. I was no Albert Pujols, but I handled the glove pretty well. We even got a double play! I'm embarrassed to say that I struck out swinging in at least my first 5 at-bats. I don't want to point any fingers, but I will mention that Scott took me out to hit baseballs the other night. Totally threw me off my slow-pitch groove. By the second game, I was at least making a little contact with the ball. And in game three I hit a double! Whoohooo! MFK totally showed me up with his 2 home runs, but who's counting?
Around 3:30pm, before our 5th game, I thought Wow! I've been out here a while. Maybe I should put some sunscreen on. Too little, too late. If I was still in Dallas, I would never have been so deceived. Intense heat would remind me that I need more protection. But here, the burn crept up on me. It was hidden behind partly cloudy skies and a nice breeze and a mild 75 degrees. Best sunburn ever.
It doesn't look so bad today. In 3 days it'll be brown (hopefully), and I'll feel a bit more like my usual-summer-self. My muscles, on the other hand, are complaining a bit. Apparently, 7 hours of softball was too strenuous. My short legs aren't used to having to hustle.
Can you call me MSR?
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