The Pearson St. George adventure is all sports, all the time. Get up in the morning, play tennis. Then go swimming. Get showered up and then go golfing at 2 p.m. If all goes well, there's room for more tennis around 9 p.m.
Surprise, surprise, I'm very little sports, the majority of the time. But I made it a goal to get my tennis skillz together for this year's trip. So I talked my insurance buddies into helping me get into game shape. I practiced three or four times in anticipation.
All the practice paid off, as I had some serious game on the first night of St. George tennis. (I think the bats flying overhead really inspired me.) I held my own on day two as. By day three, unfortunately, all of my beginner's luck had worn off.
But it was a good start. Pearsons beware. Next year I will destroy you.
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