Thursday, September 12, 2013

Wild Card

T inspired me to step onto a tennis court for the first time in months. There's no delicate way to say this. I got creamed. By any measure, from every angle, I was out played.

But sometimes it's less about whether I'm a competitive player and more about feeling grateful to stay in the game as long as I can. 

It was a gorgeous evening and I gave it what I had. Stayed in the game for nearly forty-five minutes. 
 
I came home and took a pre-emptive ibuprofen because the next day, I knew, I was going to be sore. 

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