Training

I was out hitting tennis balls in 100 degree heat yesterday and realized that I should not play tennis the way I raise children!

It is not even possible to do that!

It was just so hot that I had almost no energy and kept hitting the balls over the fence or watching them die as they hit the backboard.  It was when I thought, “Eventually they’ll get tired of this and bounce back.” that it occurred to me that I was out there to train myself – not the balls!

It must have been the heat because I honestly found myself also thinking, if I can just get these three balls in shape….and then I knew it was time….

Time to pack up and go walk in the shade before my brain finished frying in my head.  It turned out that it was even too hot for that.  I hit tennis balls for half an hour, walked for half an hour and went to the library where it was blessedly cool.

I was the right decision at the right time.  The book I wanted was out on the bookmobile, but had just been returned fifteen minutes before and the bookmobile was back in for lunch.  Not only did I cool down, I also got two books I had been wanting and had a whole afternoon to read!