Today, for the first time ever, I played racquetball with Hubby. If you were at my Y this morning, I apologize for the screaming coming from the racquetball court. I am not afraid to admit, it scared the shiot out of me!!! Of course why wouldn't it? Box like room, a darting rubber ball, my lack of grace= a very good chance someone (ie. me) is bound to get hurt!! Hubby enjoyed laughing at me. I personally think he was getting some sick pleasure out of watching me contort my body just dodging that stupid blue ball! God help him when I get better at it is all I'm sayin'.