Day Thirteen

Caitlin H.

April 10, 2010 - 9:00 AM

The following takes place between 9:00 and 10:00am:

I'm confused. My schedule was so light yesterday my body can't make sense of what day it is. Is it Saturday? Or is it Sunday? There is an infinite difference in understanding the sense of urgency my reading for the next week requires depending on what day it is. Saturday, it is definitely Saturday.

I have softball practice soon to meet with my intramural team for the spring. I get excited just thinking about it. Last season we had a really fun team, and even though we were a bunch of friends thrown together, we turned out to be a competitive team. This year we have gone all-out: team jerseys, official practices, batting orders...actually, now I'm kind of nervous. I haven't played softball since last intramural season. The competitor in me doesn't want to be the weak link on team, and I suspect we've fielded some pretty talented players.

Before I get ready to go to the park there are some miscellaneous tasks that I know I should think about. I thought it would be an excellent idea to schedule the softball games in my planner, but then I realized our final regular season game is the same day as the Eugene Marathon. Technically I'll be done with the marathon by game time...but, well, I was better off not knowing that A) I had that many athletic commitments and B) the marathon was happening that soon. Time to switch gears and start thinking about something less stressful.

After practice there are a couple of things I'd like to do today, but I don't know how to decide and thus how to plan accordingly. I definitely want to check out the Saturday Market, but I'd also like to go to the track meet at Hayward Field. I know I'll probably end up surveying my friends' interests at softball practice and go with the group. When in doubt, plan for everything.

At 9:45 I rush out the door in a whirlwind to meet up for softball practice. I'm a little upset because my camera battery is dead and I really wanted to do some photography this afternoon. No matter, it is a convenient excuse to experience everything again another week. The feeling of the sun cascading down my back as I walk through the park on my way to practice makes me feel energized and enthused. At first glance, I recognize everyone at practice. And then out of the corner of my eye I see the new face I was looking for.

The UO hosts a "free agent" option for students wanting to play intramurals but who don't know a team to join. We invited a player to our team, Farleigh, who we are really excited about getting to know and to have playing with us (she is a very talented softball player). As I introduced myself and started chatting, I discovered she was also from the great state of Washington and actually had cousins from my small hometown, Ridgefield. Small world!

A few tosses of the softball later and it was time for batting practice. The season is officially underway. I sure hope this goes well...

Authors Note: This term I've decided to dissect my day one hour at a time to inform you about my college life. My own life set to the Fox Network's hit show "24." ...If only I were as sensational as Jack Bauer. In this ‘season' you can expect a thrilling and innovative drama complete with a few unforeseen plot twists.