I have been playing tennis for as long as I can remember. I remember when I was about 6 my dad got me my own mini tennis racket. It was one of those highlighter green colors that kind of blinded you when it was looked at, but I didn't care. It was all mine and I was happy. We would go out and hit around tennis balls. He would  hit them to me, and I would hit them over the fence. Good times, good times. I didn't get really serious about tennis until sophmore year of high school. It was also a pretty quick decision. This is how it started..

Best Friend: We should play a sport. You want to play tennis with me?
Me: Sure. Let's do it.
Best Friend: Sweet, let's go sign up right now.

Little did we know that it would become a HUGE part of our lives. Of course, we both sucked when we first started. It wasn't the same as when I was little again, like when I hit the ball over the fence, my dad would run out and get it while I giggled. No way. When we started hitting those tennis balls over the fence, the racket had to be dropped and you had to run out and get it. That may sound pretty simple, but after about hitting over fifty tennis balls over, your legs start screaming with pain and your lungs feel like they're are going to explode. As easy as hitting a ball over a net may seem, it really isn't. Take my word on that. 

After a couple of weeks of agonizing sprinting back and forth for a ball and wrist pains, you start wondering whether it was all worth it. It definitely was. I haven't hit a ball over a fence in over a year and a half, and I can hit pretty decently. Very decently actually. Tennis has probably become one of the most major parts of my life. Why? I'm good at it. I'm able to play for hours on end and just leave everything that is going in my life that's bugging me back at home. It's just me, my racket, the ball, and the court. That's all I have to concentrate on. It's like a day at the spa for me. Weird, right? 

Each one of you that is reading this has that one thing in your life that you are really good at. Maybe it's collecting stamps, scrap booking, reading, photography, collecting sea shells, etc. but whatever it may be, try dedicating a day to it. Take one day out of your weekend, just one day, and do it. Just drop everything. I know that may sound tough, but you won't regret it. Put on some good music, dim the lights (that is if this hobby is indoors), and just concentrate on that one thing that your doing. I will guarantee you that you will be smiling by the end of the day.  

I wish I could go out and play some tennis today, but it's raining pretty badly. That means I'll do the other thing I'm pretty good at, which is watching movies :) see? I'm smiling already! 

Think happy thoughts,
Tabs <3

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