So Much for McEnroe


It’s been sunny all weekend and I’ve been cooped up working like a dog all weekend, so I went out and played some tennis with my friend Jason. I used to be a good tennis player. I got my ass handed to me: 6-1, 6-4, 6-2, 6-1, 6-4, 7-5. That’s right, 6 sets to 0. And I barely broke a sweat in the 20°C sun because most of the points went like this:

Jason serving: “Thwok!”

Josh returning: “Ponk!”

Ball going into net: “fwhish.”

OR

Ball hitting fence: “crrrrringgg!”

And now my whole body hurts. I wish I could put my finger on the moment when exercise started to suck.

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