I'm out of shape

I haven't been out on my in-laws' boat in about a year and haven't been wakeboarding since then either. Last night, they felt guilty that we hadn't been out with them and so we went to the lake. Everyone did a great job out on the water, getting up on the first try (I won't mention who didn't) and dealing really well with the rough water. The water felt really nice, by the way. When I got out on the water and moving around in the wake, I could almost instantly feel my legs saying, "Really? You do nothing for a year and then expect that we'll just do this like it were nothing?"

I'll level with you, sometimes I'm afraid of crashing because it's like getting punched all over your body at once. Sure, I've gotten punched before and I can take it, those are more localized and it's just the kind of thing I try to avoid. Is that so crazy? Anyway, I crashed a couple of times and climbed back into the boat, with my legs aching all the way up and down. "And now you're going to pay," they said.

And so I am. I've been taking Aleve today and my legs still ache, but it's not completely the wakeboarding. Stupid old sports injury. I guess the moral here is not to let yourself slip so far into entropy that you can't do anything. I've never felt as much like the people in Wall-E as I did yesterday, so I need to come up with a plan to get out and do stuff. I just don't want to spend as much time at the gym as my friend Timmy does. It seems like he's always there.