{"id":14660,"date":"2016-06-17T22:05:16","date_gmt":"2016-06-18T03:05:16","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/brubakers.us\/?p=14660"},"modified":"2016-06-17T22:05:16","modified_gmt":"2016-06-18T03:05:16","slug":"first-ever-crc-picnic","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/brubakers.us\/?p=14660","title":{"rendered":"First Ever CRC Picnic"},"content":{"rendered":"

Amy and her helpers threw an amazing picnic a few weeks ago at Cessna Park<\/a>. The most memorable part about it is that I got to play kickball for the first time. Ya’ll know I’m always up for learning and trying new things and so I did. Except, I had no idea what I was doing. I just learned the rules as we went. Every time I would do something that I wasn’t supposed to, they were always quick to tell me and razz me about it. <\/p>\n

I was actually worried about playing kickball because the day of the picnic happened to be my first day of teaching my Saturday morning Aqua Zumba. So I had my 8:30 AM Aqua Zumba class, my regular 10:30 AM Zumba class, kickball at the CRC picnic, and then a benefit dinner that same evening. It was going to be a busy day. <\/p>\n

I was most worried about being too tired to play kickball, though. I talked to one of my coworkers about it the a couple of days before the picnic.<\/p>\n

“I’m worried I won’t have enough energy to run all the way back to home base,” I told her. She reassured me that I wouldn’t have to worry about it because people usually only run one base at a time. She found the idea so absurd that she actually told me that she would pay me $5 if I kicked a double. <\/p>\n

She was so right. Home runs were very few and far between. And, I never did make my double. Needless to say, I didn’t get paid. I had a lot of fun though, despite being made fun of the entire time. <\/p>\n

My first mistake was when I kicked, ran to first base, and then started walking back to our team dugout because I thought I was out. Carmen was like, “What are you doing? Go back to your base. You’re safe!”<\/p>\n

And then there was another time when I ran to second base, touched the base and everything, and then they told me I was out. I guess you are supposed to stay on the base and not run past it. I had no idea. Nick picked on me of course, “How do you not know the rules? You’re almost 40 years old! Have you never watched baseball?”<\/p>\n

I have but I guess I never paid attention. I don’t watch baseball on TV for one because I don’t have the attention span for it. And when we watched the Red Sox play at Fenway<\/a> a few years ago, I just did the fan participation part and didn’t really pay attention to the game (which was fine because they lost). <\/p>\n

Brian was quick to join the “make fun of Ching” bandwagon as well. He was completely amused that (true to my geeky self) I was worried about the bases being the correct distance from one another. He was like, “Most people would be worried about tripping, falling, missing the ball, getting hit by the ball, looking stupid. You’re worried about the accuracy of the location of the bases.” I had to explain that the bases needed to be the appropriate distance apart because I stood to make $5 if I kick a double. I may not make it if they’re too far apart. LOL.<\/p>\n

As it turns out, I didn’t have to worry about it because I never had the opportunity to run to second base on one kick. Oh, well. At least now I know the rules of the game so I’m ready for it next time. <\/p>\n

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