For 30 years I pitched in men's fastpitch softball. The first 20 years I could fling it in the upper 70's/low 80's. From 46 feet that is equivalent to 100 plus mph hour baseball from 60 feet. I mainly threw a rise ball which breaks straight up. I finally hung it up about 7 years ago.
At the end I was more like 60 mph. The rise ball didn't have the same jump anymore. Not to mention the men's fastpitch game was losing popularity to the slow pitch game. Guys didn't have the patience to learn how to hit a fastpitch. There weren't as many teams. So what was left wasn't watered down by lesser players. I faced quite a few former college players. Some were drafted by MLB teams.
At the end the only way to play was to travel for weekend tournaments. Which meant travelling and pitching more innings in a shorter period of time. The combination of declining skills and my body not recovering so fast made me hang it up. I really loved that game. I still miss it.
9pm start? Holy shit my mind can't even wrap around attempting some shit like that now a days lolI used to be a pretty good bowler. Averaged in the 190's my final year.
That was a 9pm start time league on a Thursday night. Man... that was a lot of good memories.
9pm start? Holy shit my mind can't even wrap around attempting some shit like that now a days lol
I used to be able to sleep on the floor, the couch, a hotel, a camper, anywhere. It’s nighttime, so I slept.
Now... damn. I pretty much need my own bed to sleep decent.
It emanates from your posts man.I used to be brilliantly handsome, but now? Chicks just sorta dig me....
Sorry to hear of your troubles with Covid.Ever since I was about 15 I was a back-country backpacker. That is perhaps the greatest thing I miss. At my best, I carried an average of 10-12 lbs in my pack and would stay out perhaps 1-2 weeks. Even until I was in my early 60's I was still jogging a 5-mile route that included some hills. I did that daily. During my 50's I worked for the USPS and for 3 yrs processed mail with included loading hundreds of tubs and trays weighing an average of 70 lbs into travel containers by simply tossing them into place. Even in my early 60's, I was a carrier walking a route carrying a 70 lb bag of mail in Carlsbad, CA. Anyone who knows the area knows it isn't flat.
Even after I retired I still kept in shape with runs and hikes. But ever since my bout with COVID last year I've suffered from something akin to chronic fatigue syndrome, a lack of balance when I walk (thank god not when I'm sitting so driving and sitting at the computer isn't a problem.) There have been other COVID side effects but my inability to keep in shape is the worst. At least I've been able to keep my weight down by doing what I can. I thank god my GF is a fitness addict because she keeps me eating well and as fit as I can under the circumstances.
Losing your health is perhaps the worst thing that can happen to you. Age takes its toll but we all must do what we can. For those of you who are hesitant about getting vaccinated just know that COVID is no joke and it will be a life-changer if you get it. I'm not advocating any political side, I simply don't want any of you good people to have to experience it.
I'm hoping one day to fulfill one of my bucket list of things to do. To fish a beautiful trout stream. Catching fish would be completely secondary to simply experiencing the act. I'm a catch and release guy. I used to surf fish in Mexico, catching some amazing barred perch and corbina. No fishing license is required when fishing from shore. I fished off the panga on my vacation, but that was work not so much pleasure, but that is not to say I didn't enjoy it.
I miss my garden and my lemon tree in San Diego. The garden was strictly veggies and the lemon tree was from a cutting taken off my mom's tree. Back in the 50's my father drove for Dole and was given a small tree in a 3 gal pot. That tree is now huge and most people don't realize it but commercial lemon trees back then bear fruit all year. My tree in San Diego did also. There is something great about growing some of your own food. It was a great way to relieve stress.