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Doris is my hero

As many of you know, I have become obsessed with tennis this past year after a sixteen year hiatus. Playing a minimum of four times a week may indicate obsession.

I'm not the most consistent player, but am getting there. My goal is to be 4.0+ by the time I hit the big 4-0. I honestly believe that I didn't really know how to play tennis before. I mean I played in high school, but how much can you really learn from the Industrial Arts teacher with a bad comb over who picked up a book at the library a week before the season started?

My dad and I were talking the other day and he said, "Kiddo, did you ever think that you are getting too old to play? You are 36 now."

I was shocked. I'm not old. There are mornings I do feel older when I get out of bed and creak after playing singles for two hours the day before, but that's about it. I went on to tell him that we had a party for a woman who plays in our Wednesday mixer a few weeks ago. Doris turned 80 and is going tennis strong. She is an amazing player.

I want to be Doris in 2050, playing in Palm Springs, looking fabulous and shoving the ball down the 65 year old youngster's throats.

Comments

carey said…
what does all this tennis jargon mean? is 4.0 anything like a touchdown? :)
DeAnn said…
I'm with Carey...I thought it was a typo. Guess I need to brush up on my tennis terms. Fill us in, Susan! BTW, way to go. I hope the tennis gig stays with you for many, many years!
Susan said…
Hey guys,

4.0 is a level for tennis. Basically the highest that you can go in a club here is 4.5. I am a 3.5 now. It just is a ranking.

It gives me something to work for. :-)

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