So a while ago Todd mentioned that we should take up tennis seeing as we live right next door to the BYU tennis courts. Tonight we finally bought me my first piece of sports equipment, a pink tennis racket. I picked it out strictly because it was the cutest one at Target. I also suggested that we buy the 3 pink breast cancer tennis balls to match, but he insisted on the sensible, regular, yellow, boring, 12 pack. Once we got to the court, I realized why. I know I got more of a work out chasing after the balls I missed rather than ones I was trying to hit. Thank goodness for those 12 balls. When we arrived at the courts I was shocked to see how many people were already playing there on a Friday night. I was just praying that they wouldn't look over to see the embarrassment: me. After about 4 of my balls flying over one whole court reaching the furthest one, two of the guys nicely tossing them back realized they were in Todd's freshman ward. I kept saying are you sure you aren't embarrassed I'm your wife? He was so nice and continued to tell me I was doing well. He is a sweet liar. All in all we had a great time. We made a goal to try and play for an hour every night to try and get some fun exercise in. Hope I can keep learning from the master and eventually not just be a "tennis wannabe".