I used to play tennis five times a week. My last wife is and was a serious tennis player, competing at national levels. I don’t like to play the game; I’m not a competitive person. I just like to hit balls. Tennis pros have told me I have excellent eye-hand coordination and footwork. Workouts were a serious part of my life.
I’ve watched tennis religiously since Bjorn Borg played John McEnroe. I’ve been to many celebrity games. I wore tennis clothes. I have a really nice racket.
But a bad divorce turned me off the sport. I’ve turned my back on it entirely. My wife doesn’t play and is even less competitive than I am. I’m no longer a member of the country club nor is there a nearby public court. My racket hasn’t been out of its cover in more than a decade.
I miss tennis but the associations are too strong, too painful to go back.
So I’m taking up dancing.