Sunday, July 29, 2007

Playing wheelchair tennis in the summer sun

I played a little wheelchair tennis today. There are three courts a few blocks from where I live and I try to go every week to play. The guys there are pretty good (no females spotted yet) and give me the corner court. It sure is different playing in a wheelchair, mostly with the angle of return (hit hard and it goes in the net) and serving. But it must be good exercise because every time I go I come home exhausted.

The first time I played I lost 5 games to 0. Playing doubles with Linda we lost 5 to 3. But with the practice I’m getting better and last time I played Linda I still lost but only 3 games to 5. And today Linda and won in doubles 6-1. Linda has told people at work that she likes playing me now that I’m in a wheelchair a lot more. I think this is because I took it in college so she probably felt like I was playing down to her while now she is the one who has to have good control of the ball. I hope it isn’t just because she’s winning more.

We go in the evenings when it isn’t too warm. I like being able to do something where I am on my own side of the net and Linda and I are meeting equally, no one is helping me, I play and win or lose on my own. I’ve made a short music video of some of clips from today’s game to give you an idea, also to show that it is fun (less so when they hit it way over your head but still). See, now there's another reason to come visit. You could play me in tennis (or if you insist, just send the $2,000 so I can get a cambered tennis wheelchair, whichever).

10 comments:

Dave Hingsburger said...

Just a note to thank you for your comments on my blog and the blogs I do for the BBC. I've just ordered your book from Amazon.ca and am really looking forward to reading it. The review, I believe from the Globe, was great. I'll drop you a line when I've read it. Just finished the Carlucci books ... have you read them?

Elizabeth McClung said...

Sadly the Canadian price is a vast rip off with the dollar exchange so I hope that didn't bite too much. Thanks for buying the book and I hope you...um....enjoy it (Since a lot of people tell me the book made them physically ill or have nightmares I am never sure how to wish someone well - hope you don't throw it against the wall!). I just found the Carlucci books and am stunned that it appears I haven't read them, thank you, they look so up my alley - I am all over it like a myspace nerd attack.

schauspiele said...

I clicked through from Fetch Me My Axe and have just read about half the archive at one sitting. I am so sorry that you are ill, and I am so amazed by your writing. I'm really glad to have discovered your blog; looking forward to reading the rest.

Elizabeth McClung said...

Thanks but I hope you are okay, I am pretty sure this blog is a lot like masturbation warnings - too much, too often can bring about blindness.

kathz said...

A friend of mine became the (all girls) school tennis champion at the age of 14. She was taught by her dad who played tennis in his wheelchair and used to beat her every time. This was about 1970 and I don't think there were special wheelchairs then. I don't have any special knowledge of tennis. A friend and I developed the technique of hitting all the balls out of the court as soon as we were unobserved and spending the rest of the lesson looking for them. But I should think the accuracy you've developed will be really useful. Good luck!

Girl Anachronism said...

I'm in awe of anyone who manages tennis - I can't do it well (really at all w/out tripping over my own two feet)

Sober @ Sundown said...

Driven is a good word to describe you.

Glad you found some sports that you can enjoy.

Sara said...

Nice! I have always loved [watching other people play] tennis, but one thing I have learned is that it doesn't matter who wins the match. What matters is whether there are strawberries and champagne -- or at least strawberries -- afterward.

So? Were there? :)

Elizabeth McClung said...

Kathz: I don't know how accurate I am but I generally keep them inside the playing area.

girl anachronism: oh trust me, I can't do it well either, I just choose opponents who are equally bad

Sober: yeah, getting out and hitting things seems to be a theme

Sara: No, no strawberries, I think roast beef dinner instead - but I will try strawberries next time.

Ruth said...

This just did my heart good to see wheelchair tennis. i miss it soooo much with my shoulders injured. Thanks!