I’ve been playing a lot of tennis. Okay, well 5 times in the last two weeks might not constitute “a lot”, but considering that I usually play twice a year, it’s definitely more than the norm for me. Two weeks ago I made a vow to be active everyday (more than just working in the yard and climbing three sets of stairs each time I did a load of laundry. Although every bit helps). I had been in a slump with my workouts.
So I hit the YMCA for early morning basketball, ran the dogs, attended a bootcamp that kicked my ass, and pulled out my tennis racket. Huh?
My husband and I aren’t tennis players but we are both former college athletes that have stayed in decent shape, so over the years we have pulled out the rackets and played using our athleticism. We are not skilled at tennis, nor do we look it on the court. He, with his bad knees, hobbles and jabs at the ball. I have a frozen shoulder from a past injury, so my swing is ugly, and sometimes I do a silly kick that is not attractive. We don’t even play real tennis, I mean, tennis with a serve. We play 21, we volley the ball twice across the net and then play for a point, up to 21 points.
Still we have found that we can get a good workout and have fun. (Especially now that my husband doesn’t try to coach me the entire time).
Sometimes a little change-up in your workouts, can be good for your body and your soul.
Get out there and try something different.
Love-Love. Oh, wait you don’t keep score.