Last week I realized I was fatter than usual. I try to keep it at 180 or less but I've skyrocketed to 185. Yeah, I know 185 isn't bad, but I saw myself heading in the wrong direction and decided it was time to right the ship. The Lady and I went to Savannah last week and I figured I'd head back to the ole' YMCA and whip myself back into shape. Upon my return, I noticed three things that were there that weren't last time I was there signifying exactly how honkin' long it'd been since I was at the Siskey Y.
 The land was cleared last time I was there, but it was just a big mud pit.  Now it's a new CVS that's been open for more than two weeks and a huge town home development. 
Around the 'track' at the Y used to be a bunch of muddy, dirty rocks.   They brought in a ton of sod and it's only three or four weeks from looking real good.  Needless to say it had been a while.  I made it there twice this week and hope to go no less than three times a week.  You really do feel good working out.  Well, until you walk back to your truck when it's 104 degrees.  That part sucks. 
Oh yeah, and number three.  There was a ton of hair on my head that wasn't there last time I was at the Siskey YMCA.  I reckon it's time for a haircut.  It's approaching a very weird look and I'm not certain I want to be a part of it.


3 comments:
Glad you back! Keep the hair. Very Julio Eglasias...
Welcome back to Blog Land!
Did you ever think that the 185 is due to the 5 lbs. of hair on your head?
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