Well, I don’t really feel to bad about it. I got a walk, a nice hit which pulled/strained my oblique (the left one), and then I couldn’t really do much… so my next at bat I tried to swing…and that was a really bad idea. So I took the next pitch..for called strike 2. Bummer.

My side is killing me, and I could barely make a left turn when driving home. But the fun doesn’t end..oh know. most people would be wise and stretch and hang out at home…

I hitched up Matty and my moms dog Buddy that I’m watching this week for a walk…. over behind Cold Stone area a big black lab start running around us. Fine..I just kept going…and that lab kept following…. finally over by Seven Lakes Park, it was obvious he wasn’t going to go home. I called the Loveland PD and captured the lab (twice). Finally, after about 40 minutes…the Larimer Humane Society showed up and they took him away. I finished my walk..grimacing with each step.

I don’t see any big bruise in my left side, and there’s no blood coming out where it shouldn’t. So I guess it’ll get better….with time. And I need to learn how to hit left handed because I just don’t think it’ll be “fine” be next Monday.

What an exciting day!