Double Doors

With a theme day titled "doors," you might expect at least a few photos of Jim Morrison, at least from bloggers of a certain age. I passed up the obvious and am posting the doors to The Fred Wells Tennis Center. It's a place that I use twice a week and so I pass through these doors at least four times a week. Today was no exception. We played at 2:30 and that meant missing most of the first half of the highly hyped football game of the local pro gridders flailing away at the Packers in Green Bay. The local boys managed to beat the cheesehead favorites and everyone in Minnesota seemed happier for at least a little while. Today's tennis sets at Fred Wells went well, too. The doors appear to be propped open by a pumpkin, perhaps a nod to the recently completed candy wolfing holiday.



PP went to a Halloween party last night and I'm including a photo of her costume. She went as a pirate, complete with a parrot and a sword. [Not a real sword or even a real parrot.] She managed to survive the party and is safe again from the demons of Halloween. I guess she learned a little about her coworkers and the evil firewater.


November is here. And immediately it warmed into the fifties. I feel somewhat encouraged.

Four and Out

The four day tennis marathon is over and I'm slightly knackered. The USTA 8.0 mixed doubles match was a lot of fun, but very competitive, It was a nice victory, 6-4, 4-6, 1-0, because the opposing team was good plus significantly younger than Marcia and I. The overall team also won 2-1 to improve our league record to 3-2. The match finished at about 9:35 pm, just as Jerry, our captain. got a call that his wife was out driving in the snowstorm and hit some ice and spun out, the well named 360. There were no injuries, but, if you saw the Packers-Seahawks game on TV today, that was the same snowstorm that we had last night. The drive home was interesting, but I managed to stay on the road. Not everyone that I shared the road with was as lucky. There was an upside down trailer on the exit ramp from I-694 to !-94.

The geezer tennis match this morning was closely contested and fun. The sets were 3-6, 6-4, and included lots of good points. We chatted again after playing ended and I found out some more stuff about the geezers. Both of the guys with artificial hips used to be marathon runners. Jerry finished 10 marathons, including Grandma's in Duluth five times, and Bill H. ran only one. I think the correlation between marathoners and hip replacements is obvious. These guys have and continue to enjoy rigorous physical activity. Both guys have given up running and Jerry rides his bike everywhere in the summer. Biking, as I have perhaps noted before, is the fallback exercise regimen for older runners. It is much easier on the joints.