Racquetball is one of my latest obsessions. Today racquetball drew blood. It wasn't really bad except for the sadness of the player that hit me.

First of all, I know you shouldn't look behind you when someone is hitting forward -- it's just not safe. I have been hit in the cheek, eye and now mouth. The right side of my upper lip is noticeably swollen my lips are not always this luscious, lol. It reminds me of Two Face, the Batman villain, to a lesser extent. I'll post my picture later, if it ever makes it to my email.

Anyway, I say sadness and not remorse because it wasn't his fault. I know better than to look back during a game and I did it anyway. [My aim in breaking all rules of common sense is to watch the hitter so I can gauge the direction of the hit and anticipate the location of the ball when it bounces off the play wall.]

The thought of him not wanting to play anymore because of something I did makes me feel sad. This guy loves Racquetball and plays his heart out every time. Plus he and I make great team mates, haha. He offered me a sad hug on my way back to the court and didn't play as fervently as normal.

I am proud of myself for not crying (just tears), but in all honesty, if I could've seen the blood in my mouth I probably would've cried just because it was me! I've done that before. My lips were already chapped before the incident and my mouth was open when it happened (an athlete's gotta breathe!) so it made the hit worse because the ball deepened the cracks on my lips and my upper teeth cut into the skin inside my mouth. No, I will not post a picture of that. (But now that I mention it I will take a picture for my own records, heh.) Not pretty, but not terrible.

Okay I'm rambling.

Happy Sunday :)