Looks like my senior highschool class will be holding it's 25 year class reunion this summer. Of course I'm excited to see the old gang but it has also reminded me of the fact that I'm no spring chicken. 25 years.....damn! I can still remember going to the dirt road with all my friends, senior trip and all the other great memories like it was yesterday. Of course my gray hairs and little old man pot belly remind me that it was a really long time ago.
After discussing the reunion with my friend and classmate, Sonya, we decided this would be a great opportunity to get ourselves in shape. So..... the journey begins.
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