Confessions we make, some to ourselves... some to the world.
Hey - naish!I started playing b'ball again, as of yesterday. feels good aye?
feels good, u ask???every muscle in my body ached.. every bone pinched into the ligaments.. every movement of this sorry self was followed by an "aaaaah!" that my neighbours thought i was being 'naughty'.. my friend on phone thought i turned into a lecherous lesbian..the masseuse.. ah, the masseuse.. god bless her.it feels good. yes.
and that too in 1 straight set!congrats!:)
Tennis...I still remember the day I got my Prince DB(Double Bridge) 26 racket imported from the US of A for a whopping 6K. I was so glad I didn't have to use my Kiptim ever again. Those raging Wilson vs Prince vebal battles, 5 rounds NOW, Shadow/Wall Practice, Court Training, Service Drills, Volleys and by the time you started playing games you would be dead meat ....nostalgic. Someday you and me should see each other....What say!! Oh I meant, on either side of a tennis court!!
Awesome Thetis :)
*bows low..springs back up with a grin*bonsoir, sweet mother of that nixed-heel hothead... came by to say thankyou for dropping by, and to say I respect the need to run around and push thy cardio rate over the edge...much respect. And the tipping of a hat. And the offering of a nutella sandwich.Joy n' Jello-The Wizard.
jax, rat: oh thank you.. now i know how federer feels..hoh: oh yes, the battle of the sexes, the prince vs yonex clash, the ultimate showdown, the war of the worlds.. oops, i mean.. bring it on! :Ddreamsnpencils: ooo.. nutella spread!! i love chocolate on everything! oh, sorry *acknowledges the salute and grabs the sandwich*
Ah congratulations...!! Yep...and empathies for the aching muscles a day after....:)and I'm still quaking in fear after reading about the beating-till-his-balls-bled...brrr...
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