Today I played probably the ugliest tennis match of my career. Some how I found a way to win, but when I shook hands at the end, it certainly didn't feel like a victory. The score was 7-5, 6-2. My opponent was a nice player, but had no weapons to hurt me. I hurt myself by flying routine balls long, and forehands in the net. Fortunately, I served well. My mounting frustration is starting to take a toll on my psyche. Playing like I am is absolutely no fun. It's pure torture. In my right mind, I know I have to relax, focus on the process and not the result. I know all that, but something has crept into my subconscious that is keeping me from playing to my potential. I'm hoping I can play through this and get to the other side. It's either gonna make me or break me.
Fran and I played our first round doubles this afternoon and won 6-2, 6-2. The draws are small, so tomorrow we will play the semis against Mary Dailey and Susan Wright. I play Vicky Buholtz in the quarters of the singles. Everyday is a new day and I plan to have a positive attitude.
The highlight of my day was seeing David and Marcia Hayes, who came out to watch me play. They live in Longmont, Colorado and are Hidden Dunes winter guests. It was just great seeing them! Of all the things I miss about Destin and Hidden Dunes, it is the wonderful relationships that developed through all those years. Seeing David and Marcia today reminded me how blessed I am to have been a part of an amazing group of people.
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2 comments:
Go Get 'Em Myke!!
You go girl!
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