Alright, those of you who know me well should have a seat before you read this. Put down your drinks. Take a deep breath. Yes. I have some news. Yesterday, I don't know how to say this, so I will just say it... yesterday, I played tennis. Ok, ok, breathe people :-))) So alright, this is not such a huge deal, especially if you don't know me. I do enjoy lots of activities like hiking, biking, climbing, beaching, and such, but I just rarely play competitive sports for some reason. Probably because it is harder to organize and requires equipment and is just too much trouble. So after exactly 10 years of not touching a tennis racquet, I was amazed that I didn't really stink. I was quite curious if you lose it with time, but I think in a couple more sessions I would be back to where I left off. Of course, this being Armenia and not Orange County, CA, I can probably only play for another month or so before it gets too cold. But the whole experience was quite worthwhile. It is like a tennis club, with a bunch of courts, bleachers, families, etc. In many ways it looked just like I would have seen in Orange. The Armenian touches were the grape vine covered walkways, and the disorganization. There were lots of courts though and lots of really good kids playing in a tournament. I just never pictured such a scene here. The courts were dirt, something I had never seen before. It made for an interesting game with the ball bounce losing that predictability that concrete provides. So already my legs feel a bit sore, having used muscles I normally don't. Interestingly, this made me reflect on how much excersize my legs do get normally, and I calculated that on an average work day, I climb and descend, on average, a 50 story building. Plus I walk for an average of an hour. So I do get lots of excersize, but of course walking and stairs are different from running and tennis.

The work week went especially well since for some reason, every day felt like it was Friday.