I've been trying to lose weight and get into shape.
Why because I bought some Heavy Punching Bag gloves. Later,
last friday I went to the local Park district fieldhouse that has
boxing equipment.
As I walked in I noticed some old guys playing basketball.
Hey Elliott they shouted. Ok 2 of them. One was an old detective Jim Griffin who we would refer to as "THE DRIBBLER". As in basketball dribbler. Jim is 75 yrs old
and one of the youngsters of the group. Someday I'll write some of my experiences with him.
Why because I bought some Heavy Punching Bag gloves. Later,
last friday I went to the local Park district fieldhouse that has
boxing equipment.
As I walked in I noticed some old guys playing basketball.
Hey Elliott they shouted. Ok 2 of them. One was an old detective Jim Griffin who we would refer to as "THE DRIBBLER". As in basketball dribbler. Jim is 75 yrs old
and one of the youngsters of the group. Someday I'll write some of my experiences with him.
A TRUE LEGEND IN HIS TIME...
Perry, who is 77, asked me to play.
I can barely think about moving without having shortness of breath.
So, that friday I started dribbling the ball across the half court by myself.
First, just a little more than a walk. then a jog and then a few good runs. But after every trip I would sit on a nearby bench and catch my breath.
I was wiped out until this morning. Of course I've been trying to walk and ride my bike during that time, but still trying to recoop from friday.
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Today, when I awoke I couldn't get going.
I emailed a friend, who is 80, how I felt. She wrote back Try To Liven Up...
so I went to Panerra.
Met the front window ladies, then the booth ladies, the rich guy and his wife, finally ending up with the back table group.
After all the nice women, Wow was I feeling great. Somehow, talking to women can really LIVEN ME UP!!
So Great I went home, did some laundry and took a nap.
Life is great
c'ya
jim
I can barely think about moving without having shortness of breath.
So, that friday I started dribbling the ball across the half court by myself.
First, just a little more than a walk. then a jog and then a few good runs. But after every trip I would sit on a nearby bench and catch my breath.
I was wiped out until this morning. Of course I've been trying to walk and ride my bike during that time, but still trying to recoop from friday.
---------
Today, when I awoke I couldn't get going.
I emailed a friend, who is 80, how I felt. She wrote back Try To Liven Up...
so I went to Panerra.
Met the front window ladies, then the booth ladies, the rich guy and his wife, finally ending up with the back table group.
After all the nice women, Wow was I feeling great. Somehow, talking to women can really LIVEN ME UP!!
So Great I went home, did some laundry and took a nap.
Life is great
c'ya
jim
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