We recently discovered, thanks to all these GPS tracking devices, that we ski about 25 miles per hour through the trees. That is at one third the speed of a baseball coming at you! Perhaps all those years of 70 mph objects coming at me made 25 mph objects seem that much less intimidating? Granted, there are lots of trees as opposed to one baseball, but isn't that like fielding practice? Ball after ball gets thrown and you've got to be quick on you feet, maneuvering, dodging, lunging after that ball. Now we are just lunging for the spaces in between the trees.
See, I always knew baseball was awesome!!