Pastor Mondy invited me to play some tennis today, and after much inner turmoil, I decided to dust off my tennis shoes and go use energy. We played at the high school tennis courts that I havn't been to in ages. Since watching federer play recently, I've adopted a purely one handed backhand style.

I don't have pictures of our historic encounter, but Pastor Mondy beat me soundly 6-3, and I ran off with my tail between my legs. I took some pictures of my brother playing afterwards.

Church service today at BBC was insightful, and afterwards I stayed for dinner for the first time since I started going.