Today I did 45 minutes of tennis on the grass until It got too dark to continue.
I came back in house, put on my lights, gathered my racquet bag, then ran up the hill to the municipal works and refuse dump just outside the viilage. It's only just over a 2 mile round trip, but it's uphill all the way. So I guess i'm still reasonably fit just now if I can run up that hill with a racquet bag on my back.
Anyway I took out a racquet and ball and played there for a while, hitting against the side of the shed.
Today was cool windy rainy, nothing new really. But soon I guess it will become too cold to hold the racquet without gloves on.
The surface is hard stone. I hit against a 6' tall brick wall section of the base of the shed. Above 6 foot the side of the shed becomes corrugated. If I hit my ball against the corrugated section there is no chance. I just have to keep the ball low and make sure I hit it early. Who practiced tennis in a similar environment, where there wasnt enough room to swing a cat as we say.
The length I have is about half a court length, not much. After that the surface elevates and becomes very uneven.
The width is really narrow too, three or four metres I guess
On the plus side, there is a reasonably bright street light.
It isnt ideal. But at least it's pretty quiet up there. I must have been up there for an hour without seeing a single car pass. No doubt I will be clocked at some point. No one up here misses a trick. But I am not disturbing anyone, or tresspassing, it isnt within reach of a residential area, so hopefully people will turn a blind eye and just let me play.
Maybe people think it's weird that I do exercise. But what do other people my age do recreationally here. They either drink, or take weed, or make babies and run after them. So playing tennis may be a very unusual sport up here, but I dont fancy those other lifestyles.
One guy said to me in the summer, a neighbor, I really think it's great what you do, but why dont think you are overdoing it.. I mean i'm not trying to offend you, but when I first seen you you where much heavier.
That's true. But then he is only seeing a small snapshot. He probably thought I was on some thirties woman exercise-fad out of singleness! What he doesnt know is that for much of life I cycled a lot and did a little running. People judge on what they see.
Oh he was drunk by the way. So I guess that's what gave him the Dutch courage to approach me. His comments are more a reflection of how unfit Scot's are rather than being any special statement about my own fitness. Maybe he felt some sense of male insecurity.
Not got round to those album reviews yet.
