I suppose it’s time for an update on my crazy kickball adventures.

Sure, I could conveniently forget to recap my journey into the world of adult kickball, which I first announced in this column nearly two months ago.

But if I did that, you wouldn’t hear about all my athletic accomplishments this season.

Like getting to base a whopping two times during the seven-game regular season. Or boasting outfield abilities strong enough to secure playing time in every other inning.

See, aren’t you glad you asked?

This summer, I signed up for GOkickball, Columbus’ adult kickball league. The co-ed league is open to people 21 and older.

I registered despite an embarrassing level of coordination and painful P.E. memories.

Here’s the part where I’m supposed to tell you how I overcame my fears, excelled on the field and developed a newfound passion for healthy competition.

Sorry, not gonna happen.

I still don’t have enough upper body strength to throw a red ball with one arm, but I don’t regret the time I spent on the 29th Street fields of dreams.

I got to experience the thrill of being on a team -- something I hadn’t savored since my days of college speech competitions.

Through weekly practices and games, I enjoyed cheering from the dugout and joining my teammates in shouting “that’s what I’m talking about,” even when I had no idea what they were talking about.

While I only had two successful trips to first base -- nowhere beyond that, either -- I think the kickball season had some exercise benefits, too.

I worked muscles that are apparently under-utilized in my standard workout routine. After our first game, I proudly joined the “real” athletes who exert themselves to a level that requires ice packs.

The bruise I got after tripping over the ball during practice falls into a less honorable category.

I joined a kickball team largely because I knew I wouldn’t immediately excel at the activity. In fact, I knew there was a good chance I’d never excel at the activity.

Looks like I don’t have to retract that prediction.

Nonetheless, I’m sticking with my assertion that there’s value in doing activities that don’t guarantee victory.

Amid athletic milestones and professional achievements, there’s a talent few of us have mastered: an ability to say “I lost.”

If nothing else, the kickball cleats gave my shoe rack some much-needed diversity.

Jealous? Registration is under way for the fall GOkickball season, which starts Sept. 15. Cost is $49 per player and includes a team T-shirt.

You can sign up individually or with friends.

Sonya Sorich, reporter, can be reached at ssorich@ledger-enquirer.com or 706-571-8516. Visit ledger-enquirer.com/blogs to read her Walk of Shame dating blog.