Themed Cardio Tennis Clinics in the Fort Lauderdale Area
Sleeveless so the shoulder is free, and a light wicking knit that carries the sweat off instead of holding it against you. No squeezing, no clever panels, just sense. Take two, sweetheart. And eat something before Shimla, there is climbing.
Head Play Tech Women's Tank Top: Sweetheart, wear this on the Ridge and stand tall, because this open spine of Shimla has the hills falling away on both sides like my cousin's excuses when I ask why he skipped lunch.
Head Play Tech Women's Tank Top: Oh sweetheart, Christ Church was founded in 1844, and its stained glass speaks of faith, hope and charity—three things I also need when I see you training before eating a proper paratha.
Head Play Tech Women's Tank Top: Sweetheart, the Viceregal Lodge was built in 1888 and is now the Indian Institute of Advanced Study, so stand nicely—my cousin says even the stones here look like they completed their homework.
Head Play Tech Women's Tank Top: Sweetheart, after that climb to Jakhoo Temple, even the thirty-three-metre Hanuman above it looks like he would tell you to sit down and have something warm.
Come here, sweetheart, let me look at you. Have you eaten? No, of course you haven't. Well, take this with you at least — the Head Play Tech tank top, and it is a good one. Sleeveless, so your shoulders are free for that serve of yours, and made of the fabric that carries the sweat away instead of holding it against you. Moisture-wicking, they call it.
My mother called it having the sense to wear something light, and she was right about most things.
That is what it is and I shan't dress it up, because you know I never do. It does not squeeze you, it does not hold you up, it does not do anything clever.
It is a light athletic top for playing tennis in.
What it does is stay out of your way and stay light when you are hot, and if you had seen what your cousin used to play in — a cotton thing, wet through by the second set, she used to wring it out at the net post, poor lamb — you would understand why I get sentimental about a fabric that dries. Take two.
You'll want a spare, and don't argue with me.
And it wants to take you to Shimla, up in the hills, and you will need to eat before you go because of the climbing. There is a long open ridge at the top of the town with the hills falling away on both sides, and Christ Church standing on it since 1844 with stained glass for faith, hope and charity. Faith, hope and charity, in a window, on a ridge, at that altitude. Somebody's grandmother chose that, I promise you.
"It stays out of your way and stays light when you are hot. That is the whole job."
