GilLafayette810
Unless you are one from the few, I know there's someone on the market that doesn't watch television, you've seen the ridiculous commercials revolving around man's favorite subject, erectile dysfunction. For the life of me I will not associate horses pulling a truck out from the mud having anything to complete using the issue, but obviously I'm missing something.
I realize once we men are suppose to enjoy this curse, touché' for ladies and menopause, we're suppose to own gained the wisdom to pour water within an overheated radiator, join a band that sings about this or possibly careful enough not to fall from your bathtub perched on the cliff. We've been fortunate enough to not put for the test, on the other hand believe I could decipher it out.
Don't get me wrong, I've never been compared to Einstein, perhaps one from the three stooges, on the other hand pride myself on not being an idiot. Then something happens helping to make me question the validity of my self appraisal.
The month of January just isn't normally related to mild weather, unless you're an Alaskan acquainted with -30 temperatures visiting Wyoming at +20 degree weather, but this was among those La Nina or El Nino created weeks along with the weather hovered with a sunny 65 degrees.
I belong to a 40+ yr old baseball league which takes as much pride in their baseball prowess as any major leaguer. Unlike softball leagues in our town, and we don't drink beer while the action is being played, but wait before the last out in the game. That's being intent on baseball.
Seven members of our own team, as well as four members of some other team, met within the city park for any little bit of throwing and fielding drills. I would are actually a bit apprehensive at first, I'm about the far end of the 40+ spectrum, taking it slow and easy, but before long I was feeling invigorated.
After 10 to twenty warm up throws, much too little, I started increasing my throwing distances until I accustomed to be long tossing from to left field. It felt great to find out my four seam overhand throw travel straight which has a slight drop in elevation, pegging the fielder's glove for the base. I still had it.
We each took @ 20 swings a piece, and although I incurred a few stingers, the majority of my hits produced that Lovely crack and my hands and arms felt like I'd transferred super human power in the bat towards the ball.
I and my mates enjoyed a few beers then headed home for the good meal, a hot shower and a wonderful night's sleep. It we had not been until the following morning did I'm panic, when i couldn't get from bed without literally rolling out on my side. The walk for the bathroom was hobbled as my thigh, which I had felt a slight twinge in yesterday, was swollen and hot towards the touch. I couldn't lift my right arm to shave as well as fruitless efforts to do it left handed were quickly abandoned for safety reasons.
I won't even attempt to describe the contemptible, or look of pity, I received from my wife as I experimented with drink my coffee holding the cup with both hands. I definitely had the grunge look as I stepped outside top door.
The point I want to stress to All coaches, because the baseball season creeps through to us, is remember it's been an extended off season. Sure kids, especially athletes, maintain their fitness through the entire year by playing other sports and usually are not restricted through the laws of nature 40+ years old players are, but remember they are actually using different muscles.
Just because a kid won district in track does not mean his arm is at physical condition to pitch, nor will be the player who muscled up for wrestling, ready to exert high explosive quickness, which require lean muscle without indoctrinating a thorough stretching program.
I may well not possess the sense to equate horses and broken down trucks to erectile dysfunction, however am smart enough, through personal pain and failure, to equate an inadequate physical conditioning and stretching program on the beginning in the season leads to injuries.
