My tennis days have resurrected - and what symbolism given it was during our long Easter weekend! Meagan and I found a lovely court in St. James (a town close to where we live). You have to call ahead and book the court, pay R20 (about $3 US), and borrow the key from the managing hotel. It's not like US public courts where you just waltz up and play if the court is free. But this court, unlike the Alabama courts I frequented, is by the ocean and in sight of our beautiful mountain-range. What a scene! Fitness and a scenic view!
After an hour on the court, I thought I was going to have to crawl off and be carried to my car. Seriously, I was exhausted. Getting active again is a chore but I'm seeing results and progress. Praise Him!
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