A (love)ing Ass-Whopping

 

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Nothing like getting your ass handed to you to put things in perspective. I have been actively working on improving my tennis game this summer and still have yet to take a lesson. Despite being self-taught, I have developed a strong forehand and a progressively improving backhand. However, that doesn’t mean I should think I can play with those who belong to clubs. But…I’m a machine. That’s what I tell myself, and that’s how I look at life. One step at a time….if I can chip away at something, you better believe I’m going to work hard at it. Because no one likes to lose to a girl. And well…I don’t like to loose. Let’s be honest people.

So my ego got to me on this particularly fine Saturday afternoon, and the skill and agility of this impressive family friend, humbled me. Every single shot had me guessing, which way to shift my weight. How to return a serve. It was fantastic to play someone so good. Not to mention her 13 year old son was better than me too! The sheer ability to place the ball wherever she wanted to-was awesome! But my center-fielding skills had to help somehow?! -the killer instinct, the hand-eye coordination, the speed, power and obvious athletic ability should have been enough to put away a few doubles matches!-and we did. But not enough to win. Talk about having your head up your butt- throw it all away JR. and remember that sometimes you have to lose. There are people who work harder than you, and have years on you in practice. Grow in these experiences, and remember this is why we keeping working on our goals. Our family saying …when you’re young ” You’re smart, but you’re not experienced” was surely true today. But then again…Morbas ALWAYS win.

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