OK, I will fully concede the argument that my cat Oreo has more vocal talent than the Spice Girls. But what can I say, they make me happy. Their 90-second auto-tuned, synth-processed rip at the Closing Ceremonies was fun. Was waiting for somebody to break an ankle in those death heels they were wearing. Spice up your life!
For those who have been following the saga of my knee and tennis, there has been a major, crazy good break hrough. It was August 2, 2009, at the SEMTA playoffs, where I blew my knee out in a match. Went from an undefeated season to wondering how my knee was going to work for the rest of my life.
Last weekend, I came full circle. After two surgeries, nearly a year of rehab, losing 50 pounds and getting my head right, I was playing again in the same playoffs, same courts, where my nightmare started. And yeah, I was a tiny bit freaked out, even to see that court, which looked exactly as I had engraved it into my nightmares. (I haven’t had one of those in a year, but I used to wake up screaming, grabbing my knee, literally replaying what happened to me…so bad.) Anyways, things went awesomely. My AMAZING partner Gretchen and I went 4-0 on the weekend (no small feat, considering the teams were good and it was bitchin’ hot out there), and our cool team made it to the SEMTA finals. We narrowly lost, but so proud to say we’re the second-best 3.5 team in Southeastern Michigan.
I never could have dreamed, when I was in so much pain and sadness post-surgery in late-2010, that I would be back in 18 months, stronger, faster and playing tennis. I am so blessed. Again, million thanks to Dr. Kozinski, Dr. Lemos, Dr. Aziz, Brian Felczak and the RIM team, Arnie Kander, my family and friends.
Believe. Always.
And always put away short balls. 🙂
Peace out!