What has passed is over. The time can never be gained.
Everything passed by in a blur this weekend, the days fused with each other, the time is compressed and smashed together. I tell myself to stop and pause, but it never works.

With everything being so busy, I've really been enjoying the time I get to play tennis with friends. It definitely helps to clear my head and get out any frustration I may have, smacking the shit out of the balls is my therapy. Over the five or so years I've been playing regularly, I think I'm playing my best in recent days. It's a lot of fun but requires so much concentration to be good at. I think that's what I enjoy about playing, forcing yourself to focus and not get distracted. There's so much to consider when just hitting a regular shot...where to stand, turning your shoulders, striking the ball at the right time, keeping your eye on the ball, following through with your stroke, and getting ready for the next shot. When you are playing well nothing feels better, but when things go south...that's seriously not fun. Luckily I'm fairly decent of both wings, my forehand could use some improvement, but overall I can keep up with most people. I've been back to playing about twice a week again, which is what I was at last summer. However, when I play that much it really takes a toll on my body. My rusty ankle, my bum foot, etc. All the more reason to get in shape and work harder at the gym. My days of zoning out and taking it easy at the gym are soon to be over...I need to buckle down.
Another thing I enjoy about playing tennis is the feeling of my body in motion. I never participated in sports when I was younger, yes playing around here and there, but nothing very serious. Since it started playing as an adult, it's interesting to feel your body at work on the court, being a physical being. Maybe it sounds ridiculous, but feeling your muscles pulling and thrusting as one unit is great! Not just the motion of exercising, but feeling your strength combined with agility and balance is something to experience. If only I was stronger, faster, and more agile...
Everything passed by in a blur this weekend, the days fused with each other, the time is compressed and smashed together. I tell myself to stop and pause, but it never works.
With everything being so busy, I've really been enjoying the time I get to play tennis with friends. It definitely helps to clear my head and get out any frustration I may have, smacking the shit out of the balls is my therapy. Over the five or so years I've been playing regularly, I think I'm playing my best in recent days. It's a lot of fun but requires so much concentration to be good at. I think that's what I enjoy about playing, forcing yourself to focus and not get distracted. There's so much to consider when just hitting a regular shot...where to stand, turning your shoulders, striking the ball at the right time, keeping your eye on the ball, following through with your stroke, and getting ready for the next shot. When you are playing well nothing feels better, but when things go south...that's seriously not fun. Luckily I'm fairly decent of both wings, my forehand could use some improvement, but overall I can keep up with most people. I've been back to playing about twice a week again, which is what I was at last summer. However, when I play that much it really takes a toll on my body. My rusty ankle, my bum foot, etc. All the more reason to get in shape and work harder at the gym. My days of zoning out and taking it easy at the gym are soon to be over...I need to buckle down.
Another thing I enjoy about playing tennis is the feeling of my body in motion. I never participated in sports when I was younger, yes playing around here and there, but nothing very serious. Since it started playing as an adult, it's interesting to feel your body at work on the court, being a physical being. Maybe it sounds ridiculous, but feeling your muscles pulling and thrusting as one unit is great! Not just the motion of exercising, but feeling your strength combined with agility and balance is something to experience. If only I was stronger, faster, and more agile...
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