Damn, I LookED Good, or The Road Back to Fitness
But then I got inspired to do something about it. So inspired, in fact, that I snapped a picture or two of me off my TV. Wait, does that make me inspired or narcissistic?
Regardless, I decided the pictures should serve as a kick in the butt. So I started lifting and running again, in hopes of getting that inner tube around my waist to puncture. And then, lo and behold, I found a Muay Thai gym that also trains in Filipino Kali, Indonesian Silat, and Jun Fan/JKD. Holy shit, I said, it's just like the old days in Dave's crazy garage! Well not quite, because this one also throws in some judo and jiu jitsu, but I'm not complaining. So here we go again, a little older and slower, but in the pursuit of fitness. Hopefully I'll be knocking the wind out of some poor S.O.B. soon, like I did to Jason:
(Yes I blurred out my face to remain as anonymous as I can on the net.) And, with a little luck, I'll get my huge back err, back as well: