This is my birthday present from Ken and from my Dad- a new Yonex racquet!! I used to play with one similar to it when I was younger and played a lot of tennis and it feels great to have that familiar feel again when playing now. Especially after using that antique from the thrift store for so long! It's so much more fun to play with good equipment! My game improved instantly!
27 August 2009
Our Tennis Courts
This is where we usually spend 3-4 hours a day. Rarely do we see anyone else playing here so we think of these as our own personal courts most of the time. Our next door neighbor Mary said they are built where a swimming pool used to be. We get so hot playing we wish they would have left the pool and just built the courts next to it!
26 August 2009
22 August 2009
Erin Vaillancourt
Hey, everyone!
This is Erin, and
she is the youngest
daughter of my
my friend Jenny who
I have known (and
loved) since
we were kids.
Erin and I had a
lot of fun yesterday!
We played guitar,
juggled, and went for
a bike ride. Erin is
VERY smart and
she is quite the
athlete too! I am
proud of her and
she is one of my
favorite kids ever!
This is Erin, and
she is the youngest
daughter of my
my friend Jenny who
I have known (and
loved) since
we were kids.
Erin and I had a
lot of fun yesterday!
We played guitar,
juggled, and went for
a bike ride. Erin is
VERY smart and
she is quite the
athlete too! I am
proud of her and
she is one of my
favorite kids ever!
19 August 2009
The Cape Fear River Trail
We rode 9.6 miles on this trail today before we headed to the VA for my appointment. Expecting a flat trail, we were suprised to find hills and bridges and water stations and porta-potties along the way. It was a great workout and we really enjoyed the new scenery and change of pace. Since it's so close to the VA and we had so much fun we've decided to ride the Cape Fear River Trail whenever we have to go to Fayetteville.
14 August 2009
Turn of the Century Tennis Racquets
Way back in a dark dusty corner of a thrift shop, piled under a bunch of stuff, we found these antique treasures. Made in the late 1800's - early 1900's these racquets are around 100 years old! We can't help but wonder about the games that have been played with them. We also can't help but wonder what they might be worth. Similar racquets we've researched leads us to believe our $5.00 investment might pay off! And if not, that's okay too!
12 August 2009
Outlaw Tennis
On one of our rides awhile back we spotted these out of the way courts so today we rode our bikes there to play. This is an affluent neighborhood but the courts were so ghetto! One side of the court was about a foot higher than the other end!
As you can see by the sign we weren't supposed to play here, but something tells me nobody was keeping an eye on these courts.
As you can see by the sign we weren't supposed to play here, but something tells me nobody was keeping an eye on these courts.
10 August 2009
...Deuce
We've been playing lots of tennis lately!
We are learning more about humility.
And we are NOT taking pictures of it!
Just wanted to "check in" and let you all
know we're doing good! Love-Love ya!
We are learning more about humility.
And we are NOT taking pictures of it!
Just wanted to "check in" and let you all
know we're doing good! Love-Love ya!
06 August 2009
05 August 2009
The American Tobacco Trail
The New Trail and The Shortcut
It started off as a simple ride on the friendly and familiar American Tobacco Trail yesterday. Then we decided to go through the construction signs and barricades and see what was going on further down the trail. We were glad we did because it's not every day you get to see the trails you love so much actually being constructed. What might have been considered an inconvenience to some riders who were not allowed into the construction zone, for us rebels it truly was a treat - we stopped and talked to the contractors, took pictures of their fine work, and really enjoyed seeing the progress they were making. As we snapped photo after photo, we thought about RTC and how they might enjoy some reports from the field. So here they are!
When we got to the end of the trail we discovered we had run out of water so we turned around and took a detour on a paved road in search of a gas station. We found one, and after stocking up with drinks we thought we'd ride down the road a bit further and find a shortcut back to the trail. Sigh.
We met a nice young kid named Will riding his bike and he too was looking for a way back to the trail. So we rode together awhile until we found "a way" through the woods. 3 miles and 3 hours later, sweaty, muddy, scratched up, sorta lost and quite frustrated, we found ourselves sitting by the lake at the bottom of a very steep rock wall - a wall we knew we would not only have to climb, but also have to get our heavy bikes up on. We had ridden nearly 20 miles already, Ken's leg was bleeding and the mud by the lake had nearly sucked the chucks right off my feet. I was trying really hard not to whine like a girl. Will, on the other hand, acted like it didn't phase him at all, and other than telling us how badly he needed a GPS he didn't complain one bit. That is until we climbed the wall and realized we had come out of the wilderness only to arrive about 50 yards from where we had went in. He couldn't believe it and neither could we. Well, Ken could. Ken had been trying to tell us for some time to veer left, but Will and I were SURE we were headed in the right direction so... Anyway, after a few justified mumbled "I told you so's" from a hot and tired Ken, we said goodbye to Will and headed in the opposite direction. Riding 10 more miles back to the truck we stopped only occasionally to talk about how much fun this would be in retrospect - after it was on the blog. lol
Enjoy the pics below...
When we got to the end of the trail we discovered we had run out of water so we turned around and took a detour on a paved road in search of a gas station. We found one, and after stocking up with drinks we thought we'd ride down the road a bit further and find a shortcut back to the trail. Sigh.
We met a nice young kid named Will riding his bike and he too was looking for a way back to the trail. So we rode together awhile until we found "a way" through the woods. 3 miles and 3 hours later, sweaty, muddy, scratched up, sorta lost and quite frustrated, we found ourselves sitting by the lake at the bottom of a very steep rock wall - a wall we knew we would not only have to climb, but also have to get our heavy bikes up on. We had ridden nearly 20 miles already, Ken's leg was bleeding and the mud by the lake had nearly sucked the chucks right off my feet. I was trying really hard not to whine like a girl. Will, on the other hand, acted like it didn't phase him at all, and other than telling us how badly he needed a GPS he didn't complain one bit. That is until we climbed the wall and realized we had come out of the wilderness only to arrive about 50 yards from where we had went in. He couldn't believe it and neither could we. Well, Ken could. Ken had been trying to tell us for some time to veer left, but Will and I were SURE we were headed in the right direction so... Anyway, after a few justified mumbled "I told you so's" from a hot and tired Ken, we said goodbye to Will and headed in the opposite direction. Riding 10 more miles back to the truck we stopped only occasionally to talk about how much fun this would be in retrospect - after it was on the blog. lol
Enjoy the pics below...
When there's a WILL, there's a way!
This is Will, our fealess tour guide through the woods and swamps. I should have taken some more pictures of him because he is a great rider, but we were too tired to mess with the camera much. And, if his parents are reading this, Will REALLY needs a GPS! He is such a nice kid, and way too adventurous to be getting lost!
02 August 2009
The Birthday Party!
01 August 2009
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