There are moments in life that probably don't look like much to anyone else but mean everything to you. For me, one of those moments happened recently while I was standing on a softball field.

I looked around for a second and thought...

How did I get back here?

I'm 52 years old. I'm pitching. I'm running around a field. I'm playing tennis again. I'm working out again. And most of the time, I'm doing it without thinking twice about whether my body is going to cooperate with me.