tennis flattery

I was attending a black tie fundraising event with top tennis players last weekend. As I left the event to go back to my hotel room, a fellow hotel guest asked me in the elevator if I was a player as well.

I must say, at 34, it feels great to be great to be mistaken for a top tier tennis player,. For girls who are usually in their mid twenties and prime physical condition. Not bad for a mother of a one and a half year old.

Reminds me to get back to that exercise bike and the yoga. Want to keep those compliments coming for a while longer yet.