29 Apr

On Monday, my tennis class ceased to exist as such. Instead, the instructor took us out for a walk in the park, literally. Our Riverside Park travails took us to Grant’s Tomb. Surprise! It was his birthday. So the musket popped, the ladies’ period costumes swirled on their hoops, and local politicians put on a show in front of school children and Barnard students in tennis clothing. Then we walked down to the tennis courts, where we watched people playing on courts that are supposedly super special. Pictures to come.

Though I resented losing the tennis time—it was our second-to-last class of the semester, and I truly love the sport—I appreciated the opportunity to explore an area shrouded in trees and daubed with birds. During my busy schedule, I don’t make enough time for myself to do things like that. I should. There are lots of things I should do. I also enjoyed getting to know my incredible class members outside of dreary LeFrak gym. The vastness of the park and the cheer of my colleagues provided me with a miniature escape from all things stressful and banal. So thanks, Tavius.

In other news, I have to be at an 8:30 a.m. meeting tomorrow. Which is unheard of in my life …


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