My MacBook Pro shipped today. So, as promised... "Yeah, baby!" But enough about that for now.
I played basketball Saturday for the first time in about a year. And it looked like I had never even heard of basketball before with the way I was playing. I was pump-faking a guy that was 9 inches shorter than me. And I fell down more than Rusty, the narcoleptic dog (look it up on YouTube). And the soles of my basketball shoes fell off. That part wasn't that shocking actually. If a kid was born the day my shoes were put together by And1, that kid would be going into the fifth grade this fall. What has athletic shoe quality dropped to that your shoes won't last a full decade anymore?! It's just shameful.
But the saddest part about me playing basketball is how sore I am. Apparently it is entirely possible to strain the muscle behind your ear. I don't know how I did that, but I did. And you can only imagine how sore my normal muscles are if my Posterior Auditory Sinew is strained (yes, I made up that muscle name). My abs are so sore that I had to try three times to sit up in bed this morning. And lifting my coffee mug today has been a chore. Why do people keep telling me that exercise is good for me? They're such liars.