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In this post, I talked about how difficult it was for me to pick up baseball again. I can still vividly remember those days; my coach would cringe at putting me into the game and I was embarrassing at the plate. I said this:

On the drive home, I just wanted to stop. Stop working out, stop playing baseball, just be an overweight guy working from home and enjoying video games. Playing baseball, working out, and losing weight - none of these things come easily to me. The last time I have felt like this was the first week of soccer conditioning, where I was easily the most out-of-shape kid there. I feel so inadequate, so inferior. And I knew this was coming, I really did. But suffering through the pains of acquiring a new ability, even something that I love like baseball, is so psychologically and mentally taxing.

But I won't.

Just over 2 years later, I'm writing this post. I maintain a blog about pitching mechanics that gets thousands of viewers per day, I coach high school kids how to pitch and hit effectively, and most of all, I am capable of hitting some serious fucking light-tower shots when I'm not busy on the hill locating four pitches for strikes.

And I'm just getting started.