We could have played a third set

As regular readers know, The Dean and I try to play tennis every Tuesday morning, though with a heavy travel schedule we often miss. He was in Dubai and India last week. This is being written from Amsterdam’s Schipol Airport, enroute to Lisbon. Last Tuesday was a bit cold, but basically a perfect tennis morning. Over nearly twenty years we have played together, we have remained almost perfectly matched, and we were on Tuesday, each winning a set. Were we retired, we almost certainly would have played a third, but perhaps it is for the best.

I have friends who have retired, with the expectation that they would be able to play tennis every day, if they chose, including a third set, but it hasn’t worked out that way. After a few weeks or a few months, there is a rotator cuff injury, or a hip injury or something. (This happens to professionals too, of course.) It is better to keep working and not play tennis to satiation.

Tennis is an important part of life, but there is more to life than tennis.