Training in London

My dad and I walking around London.

My dad and I walking around London.

Not getting into the tournament in Felixstowe turned out to be a blessing in disguise. Having lost early in both Manchester and Ilkley, I was not in a good place both mentally and physically. Tennis is such a mental game and in difficult times it becomes a mental struggle. Thankfully, this free week came at just the right time and I’m glad I took full advantage of it.

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