Peace and Good Tennis
I didn't play well last night. I think it was a combination of things. I went to class against my better judgement. I didn't fee like playing, which is moderately unusual for me. First bottom line - It was cold and I'm tired of being cold. Second bottom line - I'd already hit for an hour earlier in the day and my partner was a lot better looking than Mike McVay the pro leading the evening clinic. I like Mike and really enjoy his 'ring-ring' drills, but yesterday I just wasn't feeling it and my game paid the price. I could blame any number of things - I was tired; it was hormones (I always play badly right before my period starts); it was cold; I hadn't played in a week; I was preoccupied with already being behind just three days into the new semester; my contacts were bad; the pressure of being the only woman in class which was only exacerbated by playing horrifically bad. It doesn't help that I'd been playing so well for so long. Unfortunately...