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I've spent almost 2 years immersing and developing my own tennis game.
A lot of work, a lot of sacrifice, and averaging 5x a week for 2 years takes a physical toll.
While that time frame is a mere blip in a touring pro's training,
I now have a sliver of appreciation of just how much these players have put on the line.
I can now begin to grasp the depth of their mind boggling dedication and sacrifice to this impossible goal.
The sacrifice. They have devoted their entire lives from age 10 to this game.
Their. Entire. Lives.
When I attended the US Open last summer, I was overcome with some kind of grief and awe.
This had never happened in years past, where I was just enjoying watching some good tennis players.
Now, I see through a different lens. I can't unsee the insanity of dedication and sacrifice of every other aspect of a normal healthy life.
Even just seeing a pro warm up has become a borderline religious experience.
When there is a big break through win, like Osaka, or TitsSippie
I see the fruits of their labor pay off, I am brought to tears.
Hitting tennis balls day after day after day after day
Staving off injuries, paying coaches hundreds of thousands of dollars from age 8 to 22.
FIFTEEN straight years of eating, breathing, and ****ting tennis, day in, day out.
David Foster Wallace articulated this much better than I ever could.
A lot of work, a lot of sacrifice, and averaging 5x a week for 2 years takes a physical toll.
While that time frame is a mere blip in a touring pro's training,
I now have a sliver of appreciation of just how much these players have put on the line.
I can now begin to grasp the depth of their mind boggling dedication and sacrifice to this impossible goal.
The sacrifice. They have devoted their entire lives from age 10 to this game.
Their. Entire. Lives.
When I attended the US Open last summer, I was overcome with some kind of grief and awe.
This had never happened in years past, where I was just enjoying watching some good tennis players.
Now, I see through a different lens. I can't unsee the insanity of dedication and sacrifice of every other aspect of a normal healthy life.
Even just seeing a pro warm up has become a borderline religious experience.
When there is a big break through win, like Osaka, or TitsSippie
I see the fruits of their labor pay off, I am brought to tears.
Hitting tennis balls day after day after day after day
Staving off injuries, paying coaches hundreds of thousands of dollars from age 8 to 22.
FIFTEEN straight years of eating, breathing, and ****ting tennis, day in, day out.
David Foster Wallace articulated this much better than I ever could.
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