Where Do memories Go When You Can't Recall Them?

Ian didn't have the best day at tennis practice today-- perhaps because he had a dentist appointment at 7:00 AM to have a cavity filled and then ate a spicy chicken sandwich from the new spicy chicken sandwich place right before practice-- but otherwise, things went well . . . although I'd like to remember the secrets I learned when I read Timothy Gallwey's classic The Inner Game of Tennis: The Classic Guide to the Mental Side of Performance to pass these along to the team . . . but I don't.

4 comments:

  1. Maybe just remember the time you ate Wendy’s Superbad before an intramural football game and pass along that lesson to Ian.

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  2. It’s a mashup of a fast food buffett and a bawdy coming-of-age comedy film.

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  3. that's a decent pitch! let's write it . . .

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