The first time I threw my racket across the court whilst trying to hit a forehand I thought it was a one-off. I thought it was just the hot weather, my sweaty palms, an old overgrip that needed replacing. I laughed it off and waited for the people around me to do the same, but I was instead met with an embarrassed silence. I hurriedly picked up my racket and carried on training, trying my best to keep control of the racket for the rest of the hour.

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When I first started playing tennis, I promised myself that I would only wear a proper tennis outfit once I was good enough to play matches and win. Ruka (my partner in life and tennis) will confirm that I was strictly a leggings and shorts girl, and I swore not to wear a tennis skirt until I had “earned the right” to wear one. But then I tried on my first tennis skirt (thanks to Lucky in Love) and I was sold.

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