As my search for a comfortable physical fitness regime continued, it occurred to me that a dear friend was a tennis professional. It made sense for me to ask her for a lesson even it I only played one time. As a child, I spent a few summers playing tennis and even won a tournament. The tennis trophy is still on display in my home.
While another friend picked up the pole that was no longer in use, I shared my plans to have a tennis lesson. Her visible excitement burst into a self invite to tag along. She brought her significant other along as well which made for a wonderful morning.
We ran up and down the court. Pink and yellow balls were employed as well as colorful racquets. There were warm up exercises and tennis stance reviews. As the noon sun shone brightly in the sky, we played doubles matches. Good and bad shots were made on all sides. The best part was that all of us were smiling. We felt as if this was something that we wanted to share on a regular basis. We sweated and felt good about it. Our picture was taken at our request so that the happy time could be remembered by all.
I may have found a new hobby that also makes me social at the same time. No one knows for certain. All I do know is that there was something special about my time on the court today that made me feel good.