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| Grace Carpenter My Happy Stroke |
I've never been into teams sports, to put it mildly. So my husband has been flabbergasted that I watched at least part of each game of the World Series.
I watched partly because it's harder to have fun with my kids since the stroke -- I can't ride a bike, or go skating, for instance -- so cuddling with my kids in front of the TV suddenly seems like a great option. Also, I keep reading that learning something new is good for your brain, so learning the rules of baseball at the age of 49 must be great for my cognitive skills, right? (It's also entertaining for my husband, who still can't believe the depths of my ignorance about the national pastime.)
But the biggest reason why I kept watching because I have been mesmerized by the twisting, turning movements of the players, especially the pitchers. The movements were beautiful. These days I get so focused on the mechanics of walking that I sometimes I forget about all the other movements a body can make, even a non-athlete body. Even I used to be able twist my body to vacuum in a corner, or turn suddenly to chase a child, I keep thinking.
I want to work more on my twisting and turning muscles. Inspiration lurks in funny places.
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