Take a look back...
...at post #38. Strength counts, that's for sure, but a whole lot more of what makes a good serve, IMHO, is flexibility, which is what I was really talking about in this post. My winter sport is Masters Alpine ski racing; last year, at one of the spring races, one of the coaches in another program told me "Most older Masters racers are obsessed with pumping iron, when what they should be working on is figuring out how to be more flexible."
Good advice to everyone perusing this thread. "Throwing a ball well", IMHO, is as much about flexibility as it is about strength. Fine, so we all ought to be a lot more flexible, can't argue with that. However, look back through the last series of posts, and as I said, I respect what Cindy is saying, which is, and I'm paraphrasing "I'd like to be more flexible, but at age 50, given my injury history, I might be as flexible as I'm ever gonna get."
I think we all know the theory of what the ideal stroke, or strategy, or mental approach to the game ought to be. But to say that "You ought to do thus and such to improve your game" is NOT the same thing to say "That means, of course, that you are capable of doing thus and such to improve your game."
All of us have different goals and different ways to try to attain them. I've been doing Masters alpine racing for 22 years, and if you think tennis is something impenetrable and maybe not all that sane of a pursuit, ski racing, at any level, is downright stupid. Injuries I've had ski racing:
- Blown right rotator cuff (twice), rehab for an entire summer both times, no surgery necessary. This is, by the way, my serving shoulder, and for a while I never thought I'd be able to play tennis again, let alone serve, let alone serve well. Serving well is something I've actually progressed to; don't ask me how.
- Broken ribs. Three...or is is four? Yeah, it's only three. Number 4 was when I got drunk and fell off my Quarter Horse Gelding, so that doesn't count. Broken ribs are no big deal...just don't fall off the horse again real soon, and drink lots of Jack Daniel's.
- Broken left arm and dislocated left shoulder. A stupid crash that had nothing to do with racing...I was just cruising around with friends. Clean break, arm popped back in, no big deal. It's my tossing arm, so I didn't even notice it, really.
- Concussion, broken left collarbone. A snowboarder coming out of the woods turfed me, clean break, I was wearing a helmet, back on skis in 22 days.
- Trashed L1 through L6 in my back. Due to age and gravity, skipped surgery, rehabbed at Boulder Center for Sports Medecine, I have to stay flexible and keep my core strong, pain will never go away, but my flexibility and strength are back, can still compete.
- Left eye destroyed in a Bungie incident. Not destroyed, but close. Had to have a plastic lens replacement for the original in my left eye, 5 1/2 hour operation, now have 20/20 in that eye, will never be able to contract the iris again, must have full array of dark glasses even inside...not a big deal, still competing in all my sports. Happy to have had a great team of doctors, happy to be back in the game...
- Torn cartilage in right knee, no big deal...great surgeon cleaned it up, and I was back on skis in 10 days. Thankful because it could have been a lot worse...no ACL tear and rehab like most of my friends.
So what's my point? It's not, as you might have guessed, that the whole secret to improvement in tennis, or any other sport, as we are continually Chronologically Challenged, is to Suck it Up and Drive On. It's that I've been incredibly lucky to incur some career and life-threatening injuries and have been able to slide out of the penalty box, somehow. God, or whoever is watching out over this whole mess, is surely looking out over fools, because I am surely one.
But not everyone else has been as lucky as I. So if someone tells you that he or she has tried to throw a ball, or do a pullup, or whatever, but really cannot...well, believe it, and try to help, as best you can, in other ways...