tennisphere

fresh from florida, ann and i are having a hard time letting our warm weather lifestyle die. for the past month, we've been playing tennis, riding our bikes, and kayaking the florida rivers in search of manatees.



now back in boston, it's just not acceptable to return to the dreaded gym, or suffer quietly in the tomb that is our apartment. sometimes, new rice cookers are just not enough.

so, this week, we went in search of indoor tennis courts, and we found them, by way of a tennis club in charlestown. now, when you think tennis club, what do you envision? is it wood paneled locker rooms, and towel service perhaps? genteel men and women, dressed in white knickers?

ladies and gentlemen, we give you our tennis club. also known as the tennis biosphere. or, just the tennisphere if you like.



that's the women's locker room, first door on the right. it's a 75 yard sprint (in cold weather) across the parking lot. to access it, you need to borrow a key with a wood block attached, much like a gas station key.



but the truth is - we LOVE it. the courts are in great shape, we have access to balls and ball hoppers, hardly anyone is on the courts, and a ball machine ("the lob-ster") is ready and waiting for us to use. all for $100 a year, which goes to support their youth programming. we've spent about 4 hours there over the past two days.

the guy that runs the place is so totally nice, and will give us tips while we are there.