September - October 1998
Vol. 9, No. 5

FROM THE EDITOR: My Favorite Color!
by Linda Mojer

It’s no secret ... I love to play racquetball, but I don’t necessarily want to work at it. You know – train ... practice ... drill – that sort of thing. It irritates me just to think about it, although I know it would be just great for my game ... not to mention lowering my frustration level. But on the whole, I’m altogether convinced that my basic goodness as a person should see me through just about any situation, on the court or off. I work hard (okay, I’ll admit – it’s mostly at other things) so I expect that, if I maintain a good attitude, I should come out on top in most of my endeavors. Kind of an “order of the universe” type thing. I fail to see the connection between my losing and other people spending all that time trying to improve their skills.

Logically, then, what are the chances that you’ll catch me doing upper body work in the weight room? Even though I desperately want to hit the ball as hard as anyone else, if it means that I have to make time in my schedule to get stronger – I just don’t see it happening. So, imagine my delight at finding that my new frame hits the ball a ton, without any extra effort on my part! It’s a miracle!

Titanium. A gimmick? I don’t think so. A revelation I can keep to myself? Probably not. If it’s already mainstream enough for golf and tennis, the lid’s definitely off in racquetball. Yep. Too many other people have already found out about it. Before my new frame arrived, my personal experience was simply that “titanium” was just one of those metallic shades that was very difficult to match on press. Now it’s my best friend.

Before I changed my mind about “grey,” I had a nasty tendonitis that threatened what little power I had left from the previous season. Now that I’ve made a few changes and adapted to my newly designed equipment, my recovery time between games is much faster and I’m willing to speculate that I’m pretty close to “as good as it got” before the injury.

Normally I’m skeptical. I’ve seen a lot of bells and whistles over the years. But now I’m having trouble getting my frame back from people who “just want to hit for a minute ...”! So ladies, if you’ve never been accused of being a power player, but you’d like to be, the “new physics” of titanium could be your answer. Unless, of course, you’re in my age group and we’re destined to meet this season! If that’s the case, forget I said anything ...