Thursday, June 26
Fit Or Fat?
What with my work last night getting cancelled (see below), I decided to play a spot of tennis. I always do this when Wimbledon is on the TV, but I haven't played for a couple of years, not that I was particularly brilliant anyway. I rang a mate of mine, and we drove to our old school to use their courts, free of charge of course. It was quite a good knock-around, good fun. He whipped me 6-0 6-0 6-0, but like I said, I was a little rusty. I was getting back into the swing of things by the end, sending down a few good serves and returns. My new favourite sport for the summer has been found.
Whilst we were playing, Mace's mobile rang, Dan asking him if he wanted to go swimming for an hour or so. We dropped off our tennis stuff at home, grabbed a towel and some swimming shorts, and hot-footed it down to the local pool. Again, I hadn't swam for a while, but I managed 12 lengths (33m pool) before the others decided to laze around in the jacuzzi for a bit. I would have liked to have done a few more lengths, but such is peer pressure. A good little workout, nonetheless.
After that, we popped to the pub, but seeing as we had very little cash between us, it was only for a soft drink. Booo, drinking non-alocholic drinks in a pub. At least I had an excuse in that I was driving. On the way home, Mace suggested that I join the gym at my local sports centre. I've got a few mates who work there, so I could probably get it on the cheap, but it's only £14.99 for a month anyway. A few of my mates go, as do my parents. I'll have to see how my finances are doing in the coming weeks, but it's an idea. I need to get a little bit fitter generally, and I also want to tone up my upper body a bit. It's looking a little (!) slack at the moment.
After saying all of this, I'm just out now to pick up a kebab for my dinner. I have no willpower.