Working out...

It's funny that you can use the words working out to mean... "Yeah, I'm working out 3 times a week." and "Yeah, that's just not working out."

Unfortunately in my life I use that phrase this way "Working out, just isn't working out."

Last week my wife and I started the push to be healthy once more. Not that we are extremely UNhealthy, but we want to be in better shape than current shape.

See the whole reason we planned to have our boys at the young age that we did, was so we could be lively and active as they got into their teenage years. Plus, we'd still be young when they were out of the house, potentially young grandparents, and through the whole process we'd be spry and active. That takes a lot more effort than it did when I was a teenager, or even in my lower to mid twenties.

So, we start that effort up again, and my shoulders, biceps, triceps, delts, you name it... are sore. Good sore, but sore none the less. Today was supposed to be a cardio day with basketball this morning, but my comrades have left me hanging, so sometime today I have to go it alone. I will enjoy my 30's, 40's and beyond... I know it's possible as I look at a friend of mine Woody who is 30 years older than me, and could probably kick my butt three ways from Thursday.

Time to get this party started

Getting older...

I have been feeling the onset of my age. Creeping in like an oncoming thunderstorm of epic proportions.

FOR INSTANCE:

Yesterday I played an hour of basketball from 7am - 8am
Went disc golfing from 10:20am - 1pm (translation... LONG hike)
Soccer practice for Brookville JV from 3-5pm (played, not just coaching)

Today my left knee is super tight, and tired.

Summary? I'm not rebounding as well as I used to. Gotta keep going at it though... I'm not going to be the status quo old man, and I'm not even old yet... a mere 32 year old kid.

Here's to good health and exercise.