Tennis Lessons

In my quest for new hobbies, I've taken up tennis partly because we have a tennis court on the premise of our apartment complex and I'd like to actually be able to use it, and because when I met the tennis coach, Festus, I couldn't resist. He is the Ghanaian tennis coach for the complex and gives all the expat ladies lessons. He insisted that I would be very good because he sees me working out in the gym and so therefore I am "fit." He scheduled me there on the spot for the next day. I think in the beginning at least I was not so impressive and maybe a disappointment to Coach Festus but I think I really impressed him in our last few lessons. We have an hour lesson two times a week and according to him, I've made bigger gains than a lot of the other ladies make in the same period of time (not that I'm competitive or anything). Soon he is going to set up some matches between his students. I really like Festus though...I'm not sure what his coaching skills are like compared to other coaches but he is very supportive and encouraging...usually. One morning when he changed our lesson from 7am to 6am and I overslept and had to run from bed to the court, I performed awfully because I hadn't eaten or had coffee and was still asleep. After making a total disaster of the lesson, Festus said, "some days you are so good and some days you are so bad." Not really the motivating words I needed in the moment but he always gets a laugh from me. I made Alan get out on the court with me the other day to shoot some pictures of my incredible tennis form and skill. Festus says that I must at least look like a tennis pro when I play so we practice my form a lot. Now I just need a tennis skirt...hmmm...wonder if I can find that in Accra...unlikely.