Had a good tennis game this morning. To me, winning is not that important, but winning the set still lifted my spirit a little. Riding my bike back home under the clear blue Carmel sky. For a short morning, life is peaceful and rewarding.
Practiced to keep my head still on my forehand and focus on the ball hitting the sweet spot of the racket. I often mis-hit my forehand shots, now I know it is most because I look at the target instead of the ball. Checked upon how Federrer do it, with his eyes fixed on the ball thru contact, I learned and practiced it. Very happy.
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