OK I admit it. I let myself go a bit (a lot) this past winter. Bad habits slowly crept in, watching what I ate on weekends went out the window, and slowly clothes seemed to get a little smaller and tighter. Funny how that happens, eh?
With the birth of the boys and three weeks of no exercise and lots of good rich foods, it really got out of hand.
This past Monday I began the crusade to return to form. Back in Jiu Jitsu, religious counting of points for weight watchers, and tennis with Andrew.
Last night was the first tennis game of the season and I'm sad to say Andrew beat me 7 games to 6. I blame my deplorable physical shape at the moment and plan for next week to better. If I have to hire a goon to take a crowbar to his shoulder on the weekend, so be it.
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When the set started out 3-0 for you I thought I was in for a beating, but you visibly slowed down as the set wore on, allowing me to claw my way back into the game. =)
Next week will be different, I'm sure.
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