So F*cking Zen
As you may or may not know, I have been on a quest for serenity + peace for the past several years. I have not found, nor glimpsed it for more than a few moments, but its about the journey, right?
Anywho, whilst stalking my friends on Facebook I came across one of teammates from our high school team. He launched a bamboo tennis apparel line called Zen Tennis. I liked the idea of supporting an old acquaintance and I liked what the brand stood for. I have always wanted to be calm, relaxed and at peace with nature. This, however, is not what happens when I play tennis.
So I purchased a couple of t-shirts in support of my friend and in the hopes that I will transfer some of this serenity to the court.
Unfortunately, the shirts did not function as advertised. As I have lost my proverbial shit in every match that I wear one of these "zen" shirts. Every....goddamn...time.
That being said, my meltdowns have been quick-drying, odor-free, stylish and very comfortable. I have never looked and felt so nice while tomahawking my racket into the fence.
Perhaps the zen part takes a little longer to take effect. In my most recent match I donned my turquoise zen tennis shirt and prepared for battle. I played a crafty player, whose game was consistent and in stark contrast to my own and he gave me a lot of trouble. I stayed calm in the first set and won, but he stepped it up in the second and I lost. So it came down to a third set. At this point my teammates had all finished their matches and with a new strategy and their support I began the third set. I was playing well, but I started to come unglued with some of my mistakes, which prompted my teammates to yell "stay zen, Jeff!"
To which I responded, coolly : "I AM SO FUCKING ZEN RIGHT NOW!!!!"
Then I threw my racket (lightly) to the ground, to ensure it was zen too, and kept playing. With the support of my team and the irrefutable power of the zen tennis t-shirt I managed to close out the third set and win the match.
Maybe I was too hasty in my mistrust of the t-shirt's zen capabilities and it is with this realization that I give Zen Tennis my resounding support:
"Buy their shit; you'll be calm as fuck, probably."
Slogan submitted for approval, fingers crossed...JF
Anywho, whilst stalking my friends on Facebook I came across one of teammates from our high school team. He launched a bamboo tennis apparel line called Zen Tennis. I liked the idea of supporting an old acquaintance and I liked what the brand stood for. I have always wanted to be calm, relaxed and at peace with nature. This, however, is not what happens when I play tennis.
So I purchased a couple of t-shirts in support of my friend and in the hopes that I will transfer some of this serenity to the court.
Unfortunately, the shirts did not function as advertised. As I have lost my proverbial shit in every match that I wear one of these "zen" shirts. Every....goddamn...time.
That being said, my meltdowns have been quick-drying, odor-free, stylish and very comfortable. I have never looked and felt so nice while tomahawking my racket into the fence.
Perhaps the zen part takes a little longer to take effect. In my most recent match I donned my turquoise zen tennis shirt and prepared for battle. I played a crafty player, whose game was consistent and in stark contrast to my own and he gave me a lot of trouble. I stayed calm in the first set and won, but he stepped it up in the second and I lost. So it came down to a third set. At this point my teammates had all finished their matches and with a new strategy and their support I began the third set. I was playing well, but I started to come unglued with some of my mistakes, which prompted my teammates to yell "stay zen, Jeff!"
To which I responded, coolly : "I AM SO FUCKING ZEN RIGHT NOW!!!!"
Then I threw my racket (lightly) to the ground, to ensure it was zen too, and kept playing. With the support of my team and the irrefutable power of the zen tennis t-shirt I managed to close out the third set and win the match.
Maybe I was too hasty in my mistrust of the t-shirt's zen capabilities and it is with this realization that I give Zen Tennis my resounding support:
"Buy their shit; you'll be calm as fuck, probably."
Slogan submitted for approval, fingers crossed...JF
Good luck on your quest to serenity. Sean and I have found it very comforting to smash a racquet. It is probably equivalent to $5,000 worth of therapy. Although, a T-shirt is cheaper.
ReplyDeleteGood luck on your quest to serenity. Sean and I have found it very comforting to smash a racquet. It is probably equivalent to $5,000 worth of therapy. Although, a T-shirt is cheaper.
ReplyDeleteHaha! Thanks Erik! I've gotten pretty close to ending a racquet myself..
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