Sunday morning worship

Well, not really. Instead of going to church on Sunday mornings, my husband and I head out to the badminton courts near our house.

There, we worship the feeling of getting exercise and moving around, and we come out refreshed and revitalized.

It is so much fun, playing badminton, even if I'm not so good at it and my daughter and son can slaughter me within minutes. My husband and I are going to keep playing every Sunday morning until wheelchairs beckon us in old age.