Ronni
Well-known Member
- Location
- Nashville TN
I’m working on establishing some different recreational activities as a therapeutic aid to help with my grief and depression. I wanted something active because my tendency since Devin died is to just sit or sleep, so I chose to look for activities where I have to get up and out, rather than crafts where I’m just sedentary. I’ve always been an active sort anyway.
My local community center has pickleball once a week so I went to my first game yesterday. I was surprised how much I enjoyed myself. It’s quite a workout too, a lot like tennis which I played a lot in my younger days, but the rules and scoring are different, and the equipment takes getting used to. At least the balls do. They’re plastic with holes so they don’t bounce the way tennis or ping pong balls do, the aerodynamics are different, and I missed many shots in the beginning because I anticipated a non existent bounce.
It was fun. No way I could keep up with the younger folks who were playing, but I did better than I thought I would against the younger crowd. I was the oldest person there by I’m guessing at least twenty years.
Anyone have stories to share?
My local community center has pickleball once a week so I went to my first game yesterday. I was surprised how much I enjoyed myself. It’s quite a workout too, a lot like tennis which I played a lot in my younger days, but the rules and scoring are different, and the equipment takes getting used to. At least the balls do. They’re plastic with holes so they don’t bounce the way tennis or ping pong balls do, the aerodynamics are different, and I missed many shots in the beginning because I anticipated a non existent bounce.
It was fun. No way I could keep up with the younger folks who were playing, but I did better than I thought I would against the younger crowd. I was the oldest person there by I’m guessing at least twenty years.
Anyone have stories to share?