Blue Balls

Tonight, I had another dose of frustration. I'm not good at these kind of things, but every once in a while I need to try, if for no other reason than to remind myself why I don't bother. I had a failed attempt in high school, and didn't even bother in college. But my coworkers invited me to join them in their hobby, and because I'm trying hard to network up here (the non-IT kind) I decided to give it one more chance.

I had hoped at the very least, I could get through the night without embarrassing myself, but about 10 minutes into it, any hope of that was just lost. It must have been amusing to watch me out there, swinging and missing so hard. The guys were pretty nice about my inadequacies, and by the end of it they were laughing with me (I'm pretty sure it was with me). One needs to keep your humor when you fail that bad. It also helps if you go into it with low expectations, so your not as disappointed. It not like I ever had and ability with this anyway.

In spite of my poor performance, I still haven't ruled out trying it again. They do it twice a week, which is a bit too much for me (I haven't used these skills as much as they had) but I may still go every 2 weeks, maybe even once a week.

Racquetball is a fun game, even if I can't hit that little blue ball worth a dime.