I’m in awful shape. I think it is safe to say that I am in the worst physical condition I’ve ever been in my entire life. Every time I see our scale in the bathroom, I slowly back away. I don’t even want to know what my official weight is right now. I’m sure it’s a personal record.
Now, I don’t mean like I’m in terrible shape as in I’m physically ill. The worst off I’ve ever been as far as that is concerned is when I had to get my appendix removed. That’s another story in itself, and it’s a classic. I’ll have to go into detail about that later. I mean, I have zero endurance, and no strength. This is coming from a guy that ran college track and cross country. Back then, I was in ridiculously good shape. We would go for eight mile easy runs. Yes, I said that right. In my current state, everything is difficult after eight steps.
I’ve been waiting to get back at it because my knee is not quite right. I hurt it playing too much basketball and soccer in the fall. I stopped the soccer because I was just helping out at my son’s soccer practices, and the season ended. I stopped playing basketball in January because my knee doesn’t agree with lateral movements. I’ve also been waiting on working otu because I like running outside, and Wisconsin in the winter is harsh. As I type right now, on March 5th, it is 12 degrees Fahrenheit. If you convert that to Celcius, it’s like negative 42. I might be wrong with that conversion. Point is, it’s well below freezing, and it’s MARCH! When will it get warm?
No more waiting. I’m soft because I’m soft. I should make a meme out of that quote. My body soft. It’s nice and squishy like a marshmallow. My willpower is soft like a freshly baked donut. Apparently, eating stacks of pancakes doesn’t give you muscles like a burly lumberjack. You have to do hard work too.
No more. I must step away from the blueberry pancakes. I have to work out! It’s time to HTFU. Look that up if you don’t know what that acronym means. It’s NSFW.
I battled with the brutal weather yesterday and squeaked out a half mile run. Then I came inside and played Just Dance for 20 minutes with my kids. Today will be no different. I need to build up my beach body. Muscle up, butter cup! Wish me luck.