Absence really does make the heart grow fonder.
After a five month delay due to weather (can you say Canada eh?), I had the opportunity to play tennis today. OK, so it was a gorgeous day in South Western Ontario, but not nice enough to don shorts and a t-shirt and hit the outdoor courts, but nice enough to trek down the road and hit the indoor courts.
This is the first year in about fifteen years that I have not been able to play indoor winter tennis (our city's only indoor facility folded last year), so when my friend Dianne called and asked if I was interested in joining her and a couple other friends at the indoor club she belongs to I readily agreed.
So I dusted off the tennis racquet and prayed it would remember what to do once we hit the courts. For my part I was relying on muscle memory to get me by; after all it's only been five months and I've been playing tennis most of my adult life...how hard could it be to remember how to hit a fuzzy yellow ball with a big racquet?
It felt great to be back on the courts after my enforced absence. Sure I sprayed a few forehands, my backhand sucked, but then it always did. I dumped some volleys into the net, but my serve was consistent and as always by competitive spirit kicked in...I HATE TO LOSE.
The two hours flew by on court and a good time was had by all. The gals I play tennis with are a great bunch of ladies and they make it fun.
I may not have come out on the winning end today, but I did realize how much I've missed playing tennis these past few months. Absence really does make the heart grow fonder and with spring and outdoor tennis just around the corner in a few weeks I'll be back to doing what I love.
Another realization I made today - I better get my act together and get back to my cardio routine at the gym if I don't want to have my ass handed to me on a regular basis on the tennis court.
See you on the courts in a few weeks..better bring your A game!