I Love What I Do

As I played in one of my last regular high school tennis meets, I was overwhelmed with the beauty of 1) tennis, 2) my team, and 3) these beauuuutiful courts.

The nostalgia hit me hard as I served it up in singles, and then again with my lovely doubles partner (aka best friend) as the sun set in the background. There was something about the way the light struck the courts that took me back to my childhood days of playing tennis. So many people and coaches are forever engraved in my heart, and I don’t think I’ll ever be able to play this game without thinking of them.

After ten meets, countless days of practice, and a bright road that lies ahead for this team, it’s been a blessing to be a part of it. Whether we were chilled to the bone in 28 degree weather at a school over two hours away (in late April, mind you), laughing at team dinner, or cheering each other on from the fences, there’s something extremely unique about the dynamic between this group of girls.

Traveling to these courts was a blast… probably because they were so pretty!!! Maybe I’m just a huge tennis dork… okay, I admit, I AM a huge tennis dork, but still. Look at them! They’re so cool. The red/blue combo is gorgeous, and it made playing the game even more fun than usual.

So now that we’ve established that I’m a nerdy tennis fanatic, I think it’s safe to say that this meet in Marshalltown, or as the team likes to call it, Marshmallowtown, was one for the books. I’ve said it before, and I’ll say it again, but there is absolutely nothing like doing what you love with people that you love even more. Beyond thankful for this sport and the people I’ve grown close to through it. xx

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