I threw around a frisbee with Mickeyla today.
I haven't thrown a frisbee since... a looong while ago. Possibly elementary school. When we learned the proper technique for all that and how to throw with straight aim and power.
Let's just say, someone's definitely out of practice.
But hey. By the time we got past all the really awful throws that went flinging out into space before coming whirling back down at high speeds near someone's head, we ended up improving.
Must. Practice. More.
I felt all athletic and stuff.
The ginormous purple & burgundy bruise on the bottom inside corner of my left hand can definitely testify to that.
It also restricts all movement by my thumb.