Just prior to the global fucking meltdown, I had an excellent exercise regimen going. NO BOOZE, NO CARBS, NO FUN ever. I was a fucking machine, who just lifted heavy objects and ingested large doses of protein. I was at the gym until the very end — and then LOCKDOWN hit us and I’ve been loafing ever since. I tried working out at home — but it’s just not the same. Biking here is fucking untenable with the NC hills that are designed to torture people. I have never been a runner, ever since I got shin splints from playing KICK EACH OTHER IN THE SHINS AS HARD AS WE CAN game with my friends, as a moronic teenager.
So I’ve been relegated to long walks and I hate them because I am naturally athletic and enjoy sport.
I didn’t want to play golf — because golf is for old fat retards, so I joined tennis and have signed up for lessons.
I haven’t played tennis in 20 years and my skills we never honed. I am of course a NATURAL ATHLETE and can perform without lessons, but being in my mid 40s now, encroaching on the death years to the grave, I wanted to get it right, accomplish good form and truly “look good” while playing. There is nothing worse than someone playing who looks bad.
Since the courts are at 50% capacity and it’s one thousand degrees here, there is a small window from which to grab a court here, unless of course you pay for lessons. Then you can have a court whenever the hell you feel like it.
As my lessons continue, I will of course appraise you of my progress, so that you might live vicariously through a person, such as myself.
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