An American Girl Learning Badminton in China
Because I’ve been playing everyday until around 11pm I miss the last bus home. So my coach has taken to driving me home. The first week we started this tradition, I hated it. Like I said in my other post,…
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So, a whopping five days after the typhoon struck, my coaches gym finally got electricity! It was even more amazing because his was the only building in the entire block to get it. But I wasn’t complaining. But I would…
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Xiamen just lived through Super Typhoon Meranti, the biggest storm of the year this far and one of the biggest storms to hit Xiamen in decades. Needless to say it made a slight dent in my training schedule. Like a…
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When I came back from my summer travels I wasted no time getting back into the badminton game. And by “wasted no time” I mean, devoted myself entirely. I decided to not see my friends, not go out for lunches…
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This past summer I spent a month of my time, and two months of my salary taking an intensive Chinese course. Why? Because of badminton of course! In my new group no one speaks more than a few words of…
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Badminton is slowly changing my life and this was reflected in my summer holiday. Instead of traveling all around China during my two-month long break I decided to spend my hard-earned money and my free time studying Chinese. Why? Because…
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I forgot to introduce the newest member of my racket family! I got it for my birthday and in the shuffle of everything I forgot to announce it. It’s a girl! A Victor Meteor 260! It’s from Taiwan, and it’s…
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Now that I’ve upped my game from playing three times a week (for 2 hours a time) to five times a week (4 hours a time) I am basically a walking sore muscle. Even with two rests days, spaced apart,…
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So with my recent upgrade comes a whole host of new problems. With my old group I originally joined because of my friends, so I always had a bunch of people to play with. As I rose up the ranks…
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On Tuesday, playing with my foreigner group, I got a shot over the net (barely) and my opponent wasn’t able to return it. “Hao qiu!” my partner said (good shot) but I silently cursed myself. Because booming in my head…
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