It only took 13 months, but I finally won a game of handball against the guys I play with regularly. I've won some doubles games before, but it always felt like I was a huge drag factor on the team and my teammate was pulling me along. I won a singles game at the tournament, but my opponent hadn't been playing very long. Tonight was a 3-man game of "cutthroat," where the person serving plays against the other two, so there was no opportunity for anyone to champion me through to victory. And my opponents are both B-league veterans with 10 years or so of experience. So I feel pretty good about that. My arms feel numb, though...

I think this means Ive earned some more playstation time. And maybe ice cream.