03 October 2007

Black & White

I never knew how many black and white outfits I owned until I started packing for a weekend trip to Daytona. Senior Mixed Tennis tournament. 10 teams from around Florida compete for the crown. Clean shirts. Clean shorts and socks. Nothing worse than not having just the right piece of clothing. Of course, I need to take everything I own, even if its just for 2 or three matches. I need to make sure my mojo is just right. I won't be able to "be the ball" if I'm worried that my shirt is not feeling or looking right.

There is so much to tennis, that doesn't even show up on the court. Its the match between my ears that will be the hardest to control. Confidence to "go for it", letting my intuition be the leader, and not changing my mind in the midst of my stroke. I need to move my feet to the ball, and not lean in what my friends call "butt shots" It's where you plant your feet, and lean way out to hit the ball. So much easier to just move my feet, until the stress of competing makes my shoes concrete.

So I will be packing up tonight, with all my tennis stuff. My daughter often comments "don't you own anything but tennis outfits" I'm starting to agree with her.

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