Saturday, April 7, 2012

Don't Call it a Comeback...Really

It's been about eight months since I posted on my emergency room trip following a tennis injury. Well it was a pretty slothful eight months, some of which were spent on crutches, the rest just general physical malaise.

Well, this past week I got back on the tennis horse, having signed up for a short, six-week league. There's been pretty much zero practice during the downtime too so I went in not expecting much.

I lost. In straight sets. In fact, I never won a game, haha. To be fair there were several games that went back and forth on both sides of deuce, I just couldn't seal the deal. But I accomplished two things. One, I ran my 220 pound arse all over a tennis court for about an hour probably getting more exercise in one evening than I had the last six months combined. Second, I started tennis back up. I may not post on every match like last time, but suffice it to say Wednesday evenings yours truly will be on a court somewhere.

My leg didn't bother me at all, which is something I worried about. I tried to do plenty of stretching beforehand, maybe that helped. My serves were surprisingly consistent too with only one or two double faults the whole match. It turns out in the end, talking with my opponent, that he was a substitute and that my actual opponent who was about my same skill level was sick and this guy was levels above me. I still feel I made him earn his win however and I did have a few good winners throughout, so not a total loss.

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  1. Congrats on getting back to it!

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    1. Thanks! I wasn't as rusty as I thought I would be. Pretty much as out of shape as I thought however, heh.

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    1. Thanks! This gamer body doesn't maintain itself!

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    1. Thanks BBill, maybe I can work in a game win or two next match.

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  4. I have found that napping is much less strenuous.

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    1. Haha, too true. On that ER trip I recall saying to the nurse something along the lines of, "I could've stayed home on the couch playing Halo and drinking beer instead and this wouldn't have happened." Of course her reply was, "Yes, and you'd be in the ER ten years later with a heart attack."

      Touche, nameless nurse, touche.

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    1. Painful when one of those feet has a screw and a pin in it!

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  6. Good job getting back into it. Most of us could use some more exercise. I have been slowly adding weight for years but luckily I started at Skeletor.

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    1. Thanks Brad, unfortunately I think I started at Ram-Man, haha. I do know I've gained forty-five pounds since the day I got married, so yes, more exercise indeed!

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