Yet.

Yeah, so, I didn’t pass my assessment. I’m wicked bummed, too. Apparently I can’t hit to save my life. I did even worse during the assessment than I have done at practices when we’ve worked on hitting. My timing was all off, so I couldn’t get enough power behind it. I would have done more damage had I been chucking marshmallows at them. It was a bit embarrassing.

And I nearly cried. Which would have been even more embarrassing, right? Completely and utterly lame. I knew I failed as soon as it was over. When the coaches delivered the news, it wasn’t a surprise, but still upsetting. I totally didn’t deserve to pass this time around, so I’m naturally not upset at them. It’s just… I really thought I had it, too. And then I couldn’t deliver a single good hit; and I tried at least 10 times.

The worst part is that I won’t be able to be put on a team along with everyone else on the 1st of April (because there’s too much else going on to test us again). Which means I won’t be able to get my photo taken with the teams the following weekend. They’re going to set up clinics for hitting skills, and then we’ll be able to pass our test no problem. (I was not the only person who failed because of hitting deficiencies.) But that’s SO far away. I want to be real NOW!

Argh. I need some chocolate.