Competitiveness

I know I am a competitive person, almost to a fault. I can't help it, I want to be good at everything. Every since I was a kid things have come somewhat easily to me. There were very few sports and academics that I didn't do well at (curses to volleyball and calculus!). As my life progresses I find I still want to be great at everything. I don't need to be the best, I don't have the time to dedicate for that, but I want to be respectively good so I don't embarass myself or let anyone down.
This fault/trait has brought me to where I am today, a limping, knees scraped up mess. We had a softball game on Monday night. It was a hard fought, close game. We were down and I was up to bat. I hit a double, to which I was shocked since I rarely can hit it out of the infeld (which pisses me off...competitiveness, ugh!). There I was standing on second when the next batter hit a short infield hit. The fielder went to first with the ball so I decided to take off for third to give myself a good chance at scoring. Well...I failed to realize that Jennie Finch herself was playing first base (okay, not really but the girl had a CANNON of an arm). It's rec softball, most of the time the throw is no where near on a play like that. Well I decided that I need to go all out for my team and slid head first into third. However, since I haven't slid headfirst since sophomore year of high school, it was more of a plop on my knees and throw myself forward thing. Now, I have scrapes on my legs and both my knees, my hand hurts and all for what....glory in co-ed softball? I think not. When will I learn?

We ended up winning the game though, so at least it worked out in the end.