Pickleball, Pulled Muscles, and Poor Planning

Why Growth Without Planning Can Leave Even the Strongest Teams Limping

Last night, I played pickleball for the first time—and let’s say I found myself in a bit of a pickle.

About ten minutes into the game, I felt what I thought was a ball hit the back of my left calf. The sharp pain got my attention. I scanned the court, spotted a ball by the fence, and asked my partner if one had come flying over from another match.

“Nope,”…