First time I held a paddle in my hands was in 1978 at 14 years old. My Father was an avid Pickleballer from 1977 through the early 2000's. I played my first game with my dad and his pickleball buddies on a Thanksgiving holiday in 1987. I asked him "OK, you got me out here, what's the point of this game?" He looked at me from across the net while moving me around with angled dinks (moving me from side to side and up and back like a puppet on a string) and said, pausing with every word: "NEVER ALLOW YOUR OPPONENT TO HAVE AN ATTACKABLE SHOT." He then tagged me right in the face. He was always drilling out on the cul-de-sac, where he painted the lines of the court, working on his soft game, his hard drives and resets, and his passion: the game in the Kitchen. I started playing regularly in 1994 and when my father passed away in 2005, I found his pickleball journal, filled with notes and thoughts about the game and it was then I knew I needed to keep playing if not for him but for me. Then as the pickleball explosion started happening during Covid it became my focus and my workout. I have coached Hockey, Soccer, Baseball and now Pickleball. I have also taught Modern dance and I also have been an avid dancer with an embodiment movement practice called 5rhythms for 35 years, my therapy. I believe I not only can help you understand the game, improve your game, whether you are a beginner or an advanced player but also get you to connect the game with your feet so you are leading and flowing from your body and not in your head. This is truly an amazing game once all the technical skills and tactical skills are in a flow. It takes discipllne, it takes repetition and above else finding that LOVE for the game. Cheers!