There is nothing more frustrating than knowing what you’re capable of — and consistently…
While catching up on some tennis news, a newcomer, only 18, broke into the top 100. I happened to…
Well — certainly not the prettiest of victories, but a victory nonetheless. Let’s dive in.
I had a feeling it would be an interesting match going in — I was right. Played against a 50-something leftie whose life…
I lost 1–6, 2–6. But that’s not the story.
Far from it.
This was my first tourny back in over 4 months, and my nerves were acting out in full force. Very expected.
After ~4months of being injured, I’m 100% ready to dive back into training.
However, the prospect of jumping from zero hours (where I already feel guilty I didn’t lift / bike to maintain fitness) to 3–4h of training / day was a bit…overwhelming…
I played a practice set the other day, however the entire time I played it felt like I was chasing a car that was 10 feet in front of me, but I was running the exact same speed. The car was in sight, but unreachable. And it was infuriating.