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:: Wednesday, November 05, 2008 ::

:: I Need a New Hobby ::
I played tennis like usual Saturday morning despite staying up till six in the morning (I really wish I could say it was because I stayed out late at some club or bar, meeting some hot brunette but really, I just couldn't sleep). I had a really good session. I felt good once I got out there, and I was hitting the ball as well as I ever have recently. I figured I'd do just as well, if not better, when I played again Wednesday night.

Nope.

Tonight, if I wasn't hitting it into the net, they were sailing to the back fence. I hit half my shot off the frame, which would be okay except I'm supposed to hit them off the strings. Once the drills were over, I played a set against one of the other regulars. He's okay, but not quite at my level and yet, he kicked my ass. If tennis had a water hazard, my rackets would be in there right now and I'd probably be scouring ebay for replacements.

Good thing I'm not too temperamental. For that matter, good thing I don't play golf.
Labels: anger, frustration, tennis

:: Miscellaneous Ramblings by Dan-E at 10:37 PM [+] :: | 0 comments
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