During my first three years of college, I put on about 30 pounds of weight. Between classwork and a part-time job, I had zero time for1. On top of that, I ate a lot of fast food. Not surprisingly, I 2 a fat stomach.
After leaving college, I 3 to take exercise. Invited by a friend, I 4 working out with exercise machines three times a week. I was the kind of person who did not try something 5. I ate the same food; I did the same things. Clearly, I 6my routines (习惯). My friend, however, became 7. One day, he said, "We're not getting enough exercise. We should play tennis instead."
Me? Play tennis? No way. I was strongly against his 8. I was not good at sports. Besides, I was 9 the exercise machines. 10, weeks later, I found myself standing on a tennis court (球场). As I held my racket (球拍), I felt 11. I gave my friend some looks that could kill. I ran after every ball he served to me, completely 12 about 90% of them, and hitting the rest into the other court. The first few months were quite 13. But one day, as the ball came flying toward me, my racket and the ball finally met in the place where it is most effective to hit a ball. I watched in 14 as my return landed where I had aimed (瞄准) it. I had finally 15 how to play tennis properly!
