If you can dodge a wrench, you can dodge a ball

I feel like I’ve been hit by about a dozen wrenches. I participated in the Hillcrest Ward Elders Quorum’s First Annual Dodge Ball Tournament this past Saturday. I don’t know how I could have been this out of dodgeball-shape; it’s only been about 15 years since I last played. There are parts of my body that are sore that I didn’t even know existed. Fortunately I’m not the only one, just about everyone was limping around elders quorum meeting yesterday. I've made a decision: I'm going to stop studying for the GMAT and start training for Ben Stiller’s next dodgeball movie.