Suddenly there is nothing around, your focus is on a little speck in front. Just heartbeats pealing strong, but distant. The pressure on your temples gets stronger every second and cold shivers go down your chest incredibly slow. You start moving sideways, fearing not to lose control of your muscles. The bitter taste in your mouth is still there. Be prepared to act fast, there’s no time to think. Breath, don’t forget to breath, because it’s not going to be easy at all. A bizarre fear catches your body.

Fear of what? Fear of losing, of rejection perhaps, of not achieving your inner goal? Is this anxiety real? You try to catch up with your set aspirations and when you are on the verge of failing you start panicking. For that matter, what do you actually lose? Nothing. Only the mere projection of yourself, therefore intangible, something that you never tasted before. Instead of concentrating on the situation in front, your mind builds up scenarios and tries to answer hundreds of what-ifs. The hell with it, just press play and face the moment.

How many times did you have this feeling in life? That’s why I love tennis, the perfect playground to tame my inner outs.

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