Me and table tennis are getting more acquainted.
I discovered that playing doubles with men is an excellent way to improve my skills.
For 2 reasons:
- Their service is ridiculous
- They smash all the time. Every. time.
But I had to learn to handle all the trash talking that came my way.
Even worse were the times when the other team would serve slowly. Just so they don't hurt my feelings.
I would scream at them.
I need to improve to come to your level, not the other way around.
They would laugh but they were happy to oblige and hit the ball hard.
Sometimes I can't tell which direction it went.
But I would stare at back and say - Is this all you got?
They wondered if I understood the game.
But then once in a while - magic happens.
Like yesterday - I returned a smash - with a smash.
I am not sure exactly what happened.
It was like my hands took over before my mind processed anything.
I think I experienced flow.
The match was still going and the others continued playing - but I was nowhere near the table.
I had dropped my racket and was busy doing a victory lap.