Who knew . . . my summer love would come in the form of a sport?
Well it's not a summer love, more like a summer crush but either way it's official that my summer crush is on a sport. Oh well, what is new?
Thanks to Kirsten for loaning me her racquet and Camas who rounded up a few of us to take tennis lessons in July and to Tracy for humoring my many requests to get together to play. Under the lights of courts down on the Hudson River by Canal Street I decided tonight that I have a crush on tennis. Tracy said that I found a new summer love but it's really too early to tell if this will develop beyond the crush phase. There are a few more steps in the relationship before I proclaim my love, the first step would be purchasing shorts with pockets or my own racquet. I am not sure I am ready to commit quite yet, or at least until Kirsten comes back to reclaim her belongings but I am hopeful that I will play a few more times this summer and hopefully I can keep up with Tracy so she continues to let me play with her.
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Too bad Chris Finch isn't around with his trunk full of rackets (back when you didn't know my name :) Sounds like lots of fun. I just told Jared the other day, I'd really like to take tennis lessons sometime. Next time we meet up we'll have to throw in a match of tennis after our round of golf. Have fun!
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