Day Two

Today, I woke up at a reasonable hour (around 10am I believe). And I thought, this evening I will do my softball! I drove my friend home who spent the night and picked up a sandwich from Goodcents. And I thought, this evening I will do my softball! I got home and gathered up my stuff for a church meeting in Lawrence. And I thought, this evening I will do my softball! I drove to my meeting and we accomplished a lot as we planned a huge event called Institute for this summer; I got home about 4pm. And I thought, this evening I will do my softball! I sat down on the couch and watched reruns of House with my laptop in front of me. And I thought, this evening I will do my softball! I ate dinner and watched KU beat K-State in a very close and nerve-wrecking game. And I thought, this evening I will do my softball! After the game, I got back on the computer to play games and chat with friends. And I thought, this evening I will do my softball! The evening has came and gone and my softball has not been done. The thought of going upstairs to change into workout clothes and then move the car off the driveway so I could back both cars out of the garage was just way too much. And anyways, refreshing my Facebook Live Feed every 30 seconds to read new status updates about the KU/K-State game was much more important, right?

In my defense, just minutes before writing this I decided that I didn't want to be a complete failure for today. I grabbed the device I had made and did wrist rolls to strengthen my wrists and therefore strengthen my swing. For those of you who don't know, wrist rolls are done with a weight hanging on a string from some sort of rod. Basically, you just hold the rod and twist it so the weight comes up, then you twist it the other way so the weight goes down. It is very tedious but I can feel my arms strengthening with each turn.

I have decided that tomorrow I will have a self-imposed punishment for my failure to hit off the tee today. Tomorrow, I will do my tee workout and on top of that I will do wrist rolls and run on the treadmill. I need to punish myself for my slip up or it will just happen day after day. And if I fail again tomorrow, well, I guess we'll see what I decide to do.