My New Thing

I have been sitting on my ass for a long time now. Not really but it feels like it. I have spent the better part of the last two years consumed with a UC flare up and really didn't give a crap if I exercised or not. I'm still not 100% better yet but my friend Erin made me sign up for tennis lessons a couple of months ago.

The first lesson I really just showed up to get her off my back. ( she had been harassing me for several months). The thing is... is that I actually liked it. A lot. Damn her. 

Now seven weeks later I have been playing 2-4 times per week and am having a blast. I never thought that tennis would be my thing but for some reason I've been sucked in and I'm happy about it. The group lessons ended and most of the ladies in my class are now continuing more group lessons and getting ready to play league tennis. I even bought a bunch of tennis skirts and I love them. 

I played this morning and wasn't happy because I wasn't playing as good as I wanted to. I almost threw a huge tantrum and cried and smashed my racket on the ground but It wouldn't have done any good. I like it too much to give up. I only wanted to stay and play more so I could get better. I just want to get better.

yep thats how my face looks when I swing.

This is totally what I look like when I play.

I'm thinking of  making my family eat ramen noodles for a month or two so I can pay for some private lessons to improve my game.  What do you think? My kids would be thrilled to eat that crap but my super sexy husband wouldn't be too happy. He is however thrilled that I've found something that I love to do. I actually got him to play with me last weekend and we had so much fun. Of course he's really good even though he hasn't played in like 40 years but he went easy on me and was really encouraging.

Indy starts tennis lessons tonight. My little grasshopper will try anything. She'll probably love it like me and she and I will start playing singles against each other. I need to stay on my game or she might kick my butt.