P.B.

The Pickle Ball Championship Tournaments will safely continue without my participation. I stink.

Granted, I am just learning this game, which I considered was invented by a woman. One of the goals is to “stay out of the kitchen,” the area in front of the net on either side. I also find it difficult to serve without kicking up my back heel as if performing a little country dance. That part I can do quite well!

Oh, it’s good exercise and lots of laughs. Clearly I will need a new wardrobe to accommodate carrying spare pickle balls.

By the way, a man invented the game out of boredom, and it’s really based more on badminton than any other racquet sport. History is fascinating. Just living it!