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	<title>Comments on: Sweet sweat</title>
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		<title>By: Dotsie Bregel</title>
		<link>http://boomerbabesrock.com/blog/sweet-sweat/#comment-11621</link>
		<dc:creator>Dotsie Bregel</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Sun, 09 Sep 2007 12:29:52 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Be sure to stretch before and after. I also tore my achilles tendon playing tennis years ago. All three of my kids were finally in school full time. I was a SAHM and was tickled to be palying tennis again with regularity. It was a chilly fall morning. I didn't stretch. We were about 15 minutes into the match and my partner was serving. I felt this awful pounce in my calf and thought her racket flew out of her hand and hit me. Wrong. It was my tendon tearing. So be careful. Make sure you stretch. It's vital!</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Be sure to stretch before and after. I also tore my achilles tendon playing tennis years ago. All three of my kids were finally in school full time. I was a SAHM and was tickled to be palying tennis again with regularity. It was a chilly fall morning. I didn&#8217;t stretch. We were about 15 minutes into the match and my partner was serving. I felt this awful pounce in my calf and thought her racket flew out of her hand and hit me. Wrong. It was my tendon tearing. So be careful. Make sure you stretch. It&#8217;s vital!</p>
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		<title>By: Keri</title>
		<link>http://boomerbabesrock.com/blog/sweet-sweat/#comment-11524</link>
		<dc:creator>Keri</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Fri, 07 Sep 2007 18:25:46 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Ladies, I am sensing a scary theme here: "i played tennis until I injured___________"
I guess it's important to stretch before I play, right?
I do enjoy watching my daughter play soccer, esp. since I was a college soccer player.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Ladies, I am sensing a scary theme here: &#8220;i played tennis until I injured___________&#8221;<br />
I guess it&#8217;s important to stretch before I play, right?<br />
I do enjoy watching my daughter play soccer, esp. since I was a college soccer player.</p>
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		<title>By: Dotsie Bregel</title>
		<link>http://boomerbabesrock.com/blog/sweet-sweat/#comment-11467</link>
		<dc:creator>Dotsie Bregel</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Fri, 07 Sep 2007 01:41:16 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Keri, I played tennis until last summer when I tore my ACL while playing iwth my son. Immediately following the surgery, I swore I'd never play again, but now I'm rethinking it. I enjoy walking but appreciate competition too. If I don't go back to tennis, I'm consdiering rowing. Time will tell.

I recall the days of watching the kids play their sports. Boy do I miss hanging out and chatting with the other moms while cheering for our kids. Those were the good old days. 

Our son graduated from college last spring where he played for and managed his club baseball team at Clemson. SInce it was so far from home, we rarely got to see him play at that level. SIgh...</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Keri, I played tennis until last summer when I tore my ACL while playing iwth my son. Immediately following the surgery, I swore I&#8217;d never play again, but now I&#8217;m rethinking it. I enjoy walking but appreciate competition too. If I don&#8217;t go back to tennis, I&#8217;m consdiering rowing. Time will tell.</p>
<p>I recall the days of watching the kids play their sports. Boy do I miss hanging out and chatting with the other moms while cheering for our kids. Those were the good old days. </p>
<p>Our son graduated from college last spring where he played for and managed his club baseball team at Clemson. SInce it was so far from home, we rarely got to see him play at that level. SIgh&#8230;</p>
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		<title>By: Keri</title>
		<link>http://boomerbabesrock.com/blog/sweet-sweat/#comment-11461</link>
		<dc:creator>Keri</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Thu, 06 Sep 2007 23:29:35 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>I found that doing something that actually is a sport, rather than just an aerobics class or jogging, is best for me. I like to feel like there's a purpose other than attacking my fat cells!
I also find I am a kinder, gentler soccer mom on the sidelines at my daughter's game if I have an outlet for my competitive energy!</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I found that doing something that actually is a sport, rather than just an aerobics class or jogging, is best for me. I like to feel like there&#8217;s a purpose other than attacking my fat cells!<br />
I also find I am a kinder, gentler soccer mom on the sidelines at my daughter&#8217;s game if I have an outlet for my competitive energy!</p>
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		<title>By: Dianne</title>
		<link>http://boomerbabesrock.com/blog/sweet-sweat/#comment-11432</link>
		<dc:creator>Dianne</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Thu, 06 Sep 2007 16:53:54 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>I could walk to a tennis court down the street from me. I've thought about it as I have several friends that play, but yeah I hate the thought of cash flowing from me to them!! I'd rather get on my bike and go somewhere but there is something to be said for doing a sport with someone else that makes it fun!</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I could walk to a tennis court down the street from me. I&#8217;ve thought about it as I have several friends that play, but yeah I hate the thought of cash flowing from me to them!! I&#8217;d rather get on my bike and go somewhere but there is something to be said for doing a sport with someone else that makes it fun!</p>
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		<title>By: Connie</title>
		<link>http://boomerbabesrock.com/blog/sweet-sweat/#comment-11431</link>
		<dc:creator>Connie</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Thu, 06 Sep 2007 16:45:14 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Keri, 

I loved playing tennis until I tore my rotator cuff (sigh!). But I am back to jogging (albeit holding my right arm with my left!).  I get quite a few stares around the track, but at least I get to sweat--what a sweet feeling that is!  

Jon, my youngest, is the avid tennis player and plays at Grove City College (he worked at Fox Chapel Country Club this summer for his internship).  Oh, the stories he can tell about center court.  Smile!  

Hugs</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Keri, </p>
<p>I loved playing tennis until I tore my rotator cuff (sigh!). But I am back to jogging (albeit holding my right arm with my left!).  I get quite a few stares around the track, but at least I get to sweat&#8211;what a sweet feeling that is!  </p>
<p>Jon, my youngest, is the avid tennis player and plays at Grove City College (he worked at Fox Chapel Country Club this summer for his internship).  Oh, the stories he can tell about center court.  Smile!  </p>
<p>Hugs</p>
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		<title>By: Going Like Sixty</title>
		<link>http://boomerbabesrock.com/blog/sweet-sweat/#comment-11414</link>
		<dc:creator>Going Like Sixty</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Thu, 06 Sep 2007 12:59:21 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>I read where some Moms jog around the soccer field when their kids are playing. Seems to make sense (except the other Moms will hate you for showing them up.)
PS: don't tell me a bunch of women in a room can't work up a sweat playing Bunco!</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I read where some Moms jog around the soccer field when their kids are playing. Seems to make sense (except the other Moms will hate you for showing them up.)<br />
PS: don&#8217;t tell me a bunch of women in a room can&#8217;t work up a sweat playing Bunco!</p>
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