bad.min.ton |ˈbadmintn |
a game with rackets in which a shuttlecock is played back and forth across a net.
ORIGIN named after Badminton, a country home in southwestern England.
(Oxford American Dictionary)
After playing this afternoon for a little over an hour, my arm is sore and shaking. I haven’t played in years. I’m out of shape. Question: How do people who play sports like tennis or badminton not end up with one arm much more muscular than the other?
Aside from the fact that a sport I hadn’t thought would give me much of a workout has made me one tucker’d gal tonight, I actually really enjoyed playing today.
It was an experiment of sorts. A friend of mine had suggested badminton as a new option for getting some exercise and she told me about a fitness center not too far from our organisation’s office.
[Yes, office. I work in an office a couple days a week now doing work with the Internship Program that our organisation offers for new missionaries. Oh office. I’m still adjusting.]
So we went and the three courts there were filled with some serious looking players. Whack, whack, whack. Because the courts were full, we weren’t sure if we were going to be able to play. But not too long after we arrived, one court’s match? set? was done and we were invited to play doubles. Two of the super Thai male players – who also happened to be in their fifties… at least – joined us. One player per side. So a farang gal and a stellar, older Thai guy per team. The teams seemed pretty even. Except for the fact that I am not terribly gifted in hand-eye coordination. There was a reason I never liked playing baseball when I was little.
But the men were kind and offered advice about how to play.
And now my arm is sore and I’m left pondering questions like the one above. So… do you condition both arms or what?