There's nothing better than a comeback. Just the other day, I was down a set and playing terribly. I smacked that little, yellow ball into the net, into the back fence, far left, far right. I hit that ball everywhere except where I wanted, inside the lines. There was no pace, no rhythm to my game, and absolutely zero, cerebral orchestration of events. My match was a disaster. And then I just settled down and relaxed. I took some deep breaths and quit trying so hard. And then things just fell into place. Suddenly, the tennis ball actually landed where I was aiming. The points added up, and the next thing I know, I had come back and won the match.
Wednesday, March 11, 2009
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