The One Rule of Pickleball I Broke This Week

It wasn’t the kitchen. It wasn’t the serve. But my foot still paid the price

It wasn’t the kitchen. It wasn’t the serve. But my foot still paid the price.

This week I broke one of the biggest rules in pickleball.

No, not stepping in the kitchen.
(Not serving too high, either.)
Worse.

I showed up to the court with zero warm-up…
after spending 8 hours sitting at a desk.

By point three, my calves were screaming,
my foot was tight,
and my brain was still in current home sales statistics.

Lesson learned:
Warm up your body if you want your game to move forward.

This sport’s teaching me more than strategy.
It’s teaching me respect for the process.

🦶Foot: “We’re not doing this again.”
🤨Me: “Fair enough.