Moving forward…one swing at a time

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I never played tennis as a child. I loved and played many team sports- soccer, basketball, track and softball- but never tried the sport of tennis. I sometimes wish that I would have picked up on more individual sports that could have transitioned into an adult hobby.

Loving my Patriots as a kid
Loving my Patriots as a kid

In 2014, I realized that many of my friends were playing tennis. It seemed to be a fun exercise, game and social activity for woman my age. So I signed up with a couple friends at Fore Court and (literally) threw myself on the court. Playing tennis was fun, yet social but mostly it cured something in me that I didn’t know was missing- my competitive spirit.

 

ForcourtGrowing up, I played many sports but was never the MVP. However, I was always competitive. My hustle and positive attitude resulted in a decent athlete who could hold her own due to hard work. I forgot that this athletic spirit was missing…and loved how tennis brought that back. I moved up from lessons and to a league with a very talented partner. My friendships with my doubles partner and other players grew as did my skill. Playing in a league make me want to play better so I quickly found myself playing a couple times a week in an effort to increase my skill.

Playing tennis

I signed up again to play in 2015. I fell in love with how tennis made me feel. Alive, frustrated, successful and strong.

Last March, when I suffered a stroke, I didn’t go back to tennis. My doctors wanted me to rest – my body and brain- until answers were found. Unfortunately, the answers were not ideal and resulted in a new diagnosis and a daunting treatment of brain surgeries. I went from playing twice a week to sitting on my couch….for a year.

#TeamLisa

My tennis friends soon joined my support system and were part of #teamlisa as I underwent my brain surgeries. The ladies even worked together to create a welcome home banner for me. So thoughtful.

Welcome Home banner from my tennis friends
Welcome Home banner from my tennis friends

Another fun fact: I stopped playing in March but the season went through June. My partner continued to play with subs while I was sick. Upon my return from surgeries, I learned that my double team “won” the league. I even received a trophy! So remember you can truly do anything while going through brain surgeries 😉

March 2016…I have known that my friends have been playing and even had a few invitations to join the league/drill/even play socially. I didn’t bite until this week. I am not in shape, heavier than I have been in many years and worried that it would hurt my body. I think my anxiety also prevented me from coming out of my bubble.

But, this week, I returned to playing and stepped onto the Court this Monday. I was nicely welcomed back from my old tennis friends and the Fore Court staff. My partner is a sweet friend who is a better player than me, but is playing simply to enjoy the game and have fun. Playing hard and winning is a perk but not the main goal. This is a perfect match for me as I return after not playing for one full year.

I had such a blast playing again! I almost turned my car around as I started worrying about all the things that could go wrong…but kept driving. I even checked with my husband moments before playing one last time to make sure it was the right decision. I decided to be brave as I hoped the risk was worth the reward. It so was!!

I stepped on the court and while rusty, my competitive spirit with myself quickly returned. I immediately started plotting how I can play more and be better. I also wanted to explain to my pro about my past year, but it just didn’t seem necessary. I guess I can officially say that I’m BBAACCKK!

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