When I was in high school tennis was my life. I tried football in junior high but quit after the first season. I did not enjoy it all. Aside from getting run over by mammoth 13 year olds twice my size I also suffered from severe asthma – I would literally hide an inhaler in my shoulder pads and pull it out while face down in the grass to sneak a puff or two without anyone noticing. Yep. That was me.
Somewhere during that time period I picked up a tennis racket and immediately fell in love. It fed my introverted spirit by being a one-man sport and also eliminated any possibility of ever getting tackled again, unless of course a match…
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