Ever been in a pickle?
I have been in many pickles or jams. I'm not even sure why one refers to a situation in that way. Nonetheless I was asked by a friend to play pickleball and of course I jumped at the chance. Why not? I enjoy a good pickle. It's the hot trendy thing too, isn't it?
I had really no clue other than it looked like a cross between ping pong and tennis. Of course that's how they came up with the name pickleball. Pretty funny to me but I went to trusty old amazon and ordered a starter set of paddles and balls. Bounced a few around my driveway with an unwilling soul. I can do this. I got a feel for the ball and the paddle. It's all good.
Hopped on to YouTube and watched a few videos. Skimmed the rule books online. Eew the scoring sounds weird. Not at all like tennis. Who makes this stuff up? Who picked the ball for that matter? Good lord I have to learn record keeping on top of the game itself. Oh well. I said I would play so I will.
I'm on a team of strangers. All new faces. All different ages and abilities. Talk about a fish out of water. It's okay I can make friends easily. First practice is called. The team votes for learning vs. competition. Oh no. That's new for me. I'm super competitive. I showed up and it was so much fun! The scoring was much simpler in practical application than reading it. The game is fast paced. The strategy is as interesting as the kitchen.
Yes, I said the kitchen. Who decided the area by the net is the no no zone anyway? sort of cracks me up. The kitchen has rules of entry. It's easy to accidentally enter the kitchen especially if you are hyped up in a game and don't have great body and spatial awareness. It's sort of fun to watch and I'm not referring to me. Stay out of the kitchen. Easy for me I hate to cook anyway so the rule is simple for me to comprehend. Do not enter.
Sweat fest is how I would describe my first day on the small court. Day two would be sufficed as the same. Day three was game day. I was playing mixed doubles for the first time with a partner that was new to me. That in itself brings challenges. Then add the newness of the game and our inexperience and boom we lost all three games. I even sweated hearts on the court. See picture below for a giggle. Despite losing I couldn't wait to play again. Also the sweat session is no joke. It's the type of sweat where you must immediately change and shower. 95 degree heat could be a factor, too.
We improved each time but we lost as a whole. What an experience. I'm so ready for more. This may be my new summer addiction. Not only am I getting a workout but I'm getting challenged in multiple ways. It's also new enough in my area that I can share my knowledge with friends.
This is just a fun post to hype you up to try something new. Go get a paddle. Find a friend to hit with. Join the pickleball craze, but don't break anything. When you're ready, join a team. It's a lot of fun, I promise. And a friendly reminder don't break anything. Medical professionals maybe ready to cash in on injuries!
Knee replacements are the prediction. I'm sure due to many older folks showing an interest. Couch to pickle ball. A sure way to get injured. Why not? Life is short.
