I realize I am a bit "late to the game," but I love to play pickleball. I have been playing most of this year, starting at the YMCA as a complete rookie. I think I've improved. The best part is that there is a fairly consistent group of folks who show up on Tuesday and Thursday mornings, and I'm getting to know them and actually remember their names. (I'm typically challenged by that.) Last week, circumstances were such that I was included in a free lesson by a very experienced player. Among the many tips he imparted was the idea of keeping a strong, stable wrist through the stroke, rather than flicking the wrist. Well, talk about a game-changer! I'm still practicing it, but it feels so much better, and (duh!) it gives me much more control over where the ball goes. I'm learning and I love it!
Even though there are young folks showing up to play, I really appreciate how this sport keeps so many older people moving when they may not have otherwise. Pickleball camaraderie is a "right" thing.
|The new pickleball center|
at the west YMCA