I finally got outside and played my first tennis of the summer on Friday. I picked up a lot of bad habits last year on the court that I'm trying to correct, which is difficult because it basically means I'm hitting the reset button. I'm trying to learn a real forehand as opposed to gripping the racquet with two hands on every swing (in case you can't tell, my fundamentals leave something to be desired). Hit a couple of good shots, but there's a lot of work to do... in the end, Julie pummelled me soundly.
Saturday Jules and and I went to the riverfront for lunch and then did a little shopping. We went to the movies (mostly for the AC), and the debate was whether to watch Batman again (which we knew was awesome), or go see Star Wars (which Julie hadn't seen, but which I had and didn't like). We decided on Star Wars, and I did my best to reopen my mind.
After a second viewing, I think it's fair to say that this movie sucks... but maybe it's not the absolute disaster I thought it was. Let's just call it "terrible" and not "unholy demon spawn".
I spent a lovely Sunday afternoon at the track. I think one of the reasons I like the track so much is how relaxed everything is between races. I love listening to the conversations of the older folks talking about this horse and that horse, and there's plenty of baseball talk to be had there as well. I imagine the amount of statistics involved in horse racing is what attracts so many baseball fans.