The Ball's In The Wrong Court

Well yesterday was another "New Beginning" for me. I tried playing tennis for the first time. See, this has been something I've wanted to learn for a long time now but was never really given the opportunity.  An old friend from high school invited me to come play.  I was  of course elated to finally have my opportunity yet afraid it might be more than I bargained for.  However , I threw on my running shoes and begrudgingly  strapped on my knee brace. When I got there I was relieved to see his family was the only occupants there to see my disasterous playing. Once on the court I was given some easy shots to get used to the length of the racket and the foreign swinging motion. I faithfully missed most of my "easy hits" and continued to try to play with way too much madminton form. I was slowly able to break away from the  habits  formed from years with a net above the ground and actually had a few volleys going. (Whatever the tennis version is...). While it was a lot of fun, I certainly have a long way to go before I would be a fun partner to play with. I somehow managed to smack the  ball into the court to our right more than the court we were actually playing in but I will have you know, I rocked that court! After about an hour, we were too hot and tired to play anymore and moved onto the pool. There are some days where the pool is the most refreshing feeling in the world. Slowly dipping into that cool water and feeling it wash away the tension was exactly what I needed. Overall I think the afternoon was something I want to continue to experience. I may not be the best tennis player but if you want to play me in the court to the right, we may have a good game going.