I just joined a volleyball league at work. There are four teams, and we’re going to be playing each other over the next eight weeks. Not only is this good exercise, but it gives me a great chance to use all the trash-talking I’ve been practicing with Missy at work.

We had our first game set tonight. I can’t say I’m a great volleyball player, but I’m not exactly terrible either. So I got off to a strong start with a slew of really good serves. (Serving is the one thing I’m really good at.) And then I hit the ball with my face. Twice. The ball didn’t hit me in the face—I actually hit the ball with my face. One of my teammates bestowed upon me the name “Faceball,” and I think it’s going to stick for the rest of the league.

Tags: volleyball

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