Run no more

Or get in better shape. Those are my choices.

This weekend I went down to Owatonna to visit my Mom and to take the kids to the County fair. My sister and her kids, Tyler and Erika, and Tyler's Friend (Jeremy) also went. I love hanging out with them. Now that they're older we can talk about anything - even adult stuff - it's actually hilarious. Anyway, my nephew drove down with me and we were talking about Football practice and his conditioning week, etc.... That conversation turns into an idea. 'Hey, I should try to run the 40 (yard dash) and see what my time is.' Of course I think I'm as fast as I was in High School. Well, I'm not. Yikes. We get to my Mom's house and mark 40 yards and start running. OMG! It was acually dangerous for me as my balance was horrible, I almost fell to the ground every single time. I did it about 3 times and I made it in 7.7 (seconds). My son can run it in 7.2 - he's nine.
And because that went so well (lol) I decide to play some 2 on 2 football. wtf was I thinking? My arms and legs feel like they are going to fall off.

Lesson learned: I need to get in shape. That is my goal the rest of the year. Once September rolls around, and finances start to get a little better, I'm going to join a gym and make myself go. I know it's going to be hard to do. It's something I've wanted for a long time though. I want to be in shape. No more jiggly stuff - I want to be a little more solid. Solid but soft is my goal. Wish me luck. I'm gonna need it.

ps. Still no word from hanger upper. I'm having a hard time not having the last word. I feel like emailing him again just to get the last word, but I'm sure he'll respond and it will end up in the same place. I need to let it be.