Salt & Battery Comics

Major victories come few and far between. That’s why I like to pile together all my little personal victories and cash them all in for easy pick-me-ups along the way. Today I added another coin to my pocket: I hit a home run.

Literally.

It was a good pitch and a solid connect, and the ball went into deep left-center, right over the fielder’s head. Sure, I was playing against 8th graders, but have you seen how fast some of those kids run? Anyway, I think I gave them a run for their money seeing as I made it home unchallenged and even knocked in a teammate on second. The teachers ended up beating the 8th graders 14-8, which is pretty big since the teachers didn’t do so well last year. I’m just happy to have played, but that home run was just freakin’ awesome.

I’ve never really hit a home run before; at least, not that I significantly remember in a game that somewhat mattered. I do like softball (and baseball) and, though I haven’t played in quite a while, I had been looking forward to getting out there and playing with everyone. I figured I’d get a couple base hits seeing as I’m not particularly athletic anymore, but I never thought I’d be running home on my first at-bat. The feeling of accomplishment and pride as I made it home was euphoria – the hi-fives and praise from my teammates and co-workers made me ecstatic. I contributed, and I did it in spectacular fashion.

Am I bragging? Probably. But if you can’t be a little proud of your personal accomplishments every once in a while, then what have you really accomplished?