Friday, March 19, 2004

Whose sweat did I just slip on? *

Today, on a whim, I went to play racquetball with a friend from work. Neither of us had played for five years or so.

I'm happy to report that we accomplished both the primary and secondary goals of racquetball: Crashing Into Walls At Speed, and Being Pelted in the Back, respectively.

I forget what the tertiary goal is. If it's Straining One's Lower Back, then I'm three for three.

Serious fun, though. Hoo boy.

* actual quote.

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