As a woman of a certain age (well by Hollywood standards anyway!) it has been many moons since I last laced, limbered or reached up for or with anyone but myself. When I sweat it is generally along-side others and not really “with” them. I love the psychological recharge I get from exercising alone, however, when I use to watch my kids playing their favorite sports, I couldn’t help being nostalgic for a time when I would feel the greatest elation (and also disappointment) of being a part of a team.
This past fall a crew of fellow “mid” - timers and I decided to dust off the old tennis rackets (before you ask, aluminum not metal!) and start a doubles league. None of us really ‘have the time’ and yet we are all so happy we have made room in our schedules for what has turned out to be such a therapeutic and bonding experience. We laugh, we catch-up and yes, we go for the win! It has changed from a “hope I can make it” to a "can’t miss it". Why? Because the mental benefits of being a part of a group, and the friendly competition to deliver “in the clutch” is an adrenaline pumping, stress relieving good time in a way individual sports are not. This weekly chance to connect keeps us fit, fun and fine in our tennis whites.