We'll have fun at the Y M C A

On my first visit to the YMCA to play pickleball I was so excited to get there I left early.  Way too early.  I had the wrong time in my head and arrived an hour and a half before the building opened.  Ooops.  Even with all the time to take a photo, I didn't think of it, but I found this old image on Google.  It hasn't changed much.

Since I had time to kill, I set out for whatever might be open, which ended up being Walmart.  Of course, this being a small town I ended up waiting for a train while it slowly crept along.  Then it stopped.  Then it backed up.  And finally it went forward again and cleared the tracks.

So glad I wasn't trying to get to the hospital on the other side of the tracks!

I did resist the urge to stop at Bloedow's, the notoriously wonderful bakery on Broadway.  I drove past it twice without stopping.  Another image from Google since I didn't dare pull the car over.

Once in Walmart I went to the electronics department to look for Fitbits.  I would love to have this bracelet that monitors how many steps taken, stairs climbed, calories burned, etc.  My friend Marti has one and therefore I must also.  It's just always been that way with us.

I had hoped to purchase one and be able to use it right away, but I couldn't make a decision.  I think I like the clip she has as the display is much larger and easier on old eyes.

Finally it was time to return to the Y and start to play!  It was the nicest group of people you could imagine.  Of course pickleball players all seem pretty darn nice.  The age mix was from a young boy of about 11, several college aged, some in their 30's and 40's and a few old geezers like me.

After playing I enjoyed a shower and sitting in the hottub for a while.

The drive time allows for some alone time to listen to the radio station and my music and just be alone with my thoughts.  

It was a pretty blissful experience and I can't wait to repeat it!

Long Live the Queen of Pickleball