Mmm, Gym Class.
(Yeah, that's supposed to be me with my hair up and my prescription sunglasses on. Just smile, nod, and bear it please.)
I loved the couple of weeks we played tennis, don't get me wrong, but I sucked. Was a fairly decent serve, but I have VERY low hand/eye coordination.
So more often than not I was distracted by the various flaws in my racket, or by watching my opponents or teammates move to actually hit the ball.
Kinda like I am in Volleyball, come to think of it... huh.
But I said that... and I realized it a minute later and doubled over laughing at how badly that could've been if I'd been playing with the normal pervs. Luckily everyone just thought I was laughing at how badly I'd missed on my last swing. ^^;;
Mmm, Gym Class.
(Yeah, that's supposed to be me with my hair up and my prescription sunglasses on. Just smile, nod, and bear it please.)