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Bowling-not for everyone


Saturday we took the children from church bowling. My kids were so excited. Papa had sent them each money to bowl and for a snack while we were there, you would have thought he sent them $100.00!There were about 23 kids and 4-5 adults. So the adults decided to bowl together. I was up for that. It turns out I do have a competitive spirit, it just doesn't get to shine much, because I'm not very good at games, or sports.
I picked up the bowling ball, walked up-I have a particular set of steps that I must go through before I throw the ball-and threw the ball. While I was throwing the ball down the lane-for a gutter ball-I hurt my back. But, my competitive spirit came out, and I bowled the rest of the game. Coming in not last but not first!
I am in so much pain!!!
Stephen reminded me that I don't have the best of luck at bowling alleys. About 12 years ago, we took our youth group bowling and while stepping down into the actual bowling pit(or whatever they call that area), twisted and sprained my right ankle. That was painful too. I wore an air cast and the next weekend we took those same kids to Six Flags-oh! the agony!!!
This pain is highly comparable. It hurts to stand, sit, lay down, bend down, smile, laugh, frown, etc... This really won't be a surprise to anyone but I am not an athlete. There is no sport that I'm really good at, unless shopping cheaply is a sport!
So my advice to you is-Beware of Bowling-it isn't for everyone!!
Julie

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