Life after the after picture: coping with fitness regression

I haven’t always been fit.  With the exception of three years of volleyball in high school, I didn’t grow up playing sports.  I was more of a bookworm.  I hated gym class in school.  Running around the track, and the various sports, it was torture for my uncoordinated, teenage self.  The only section of gym class I ever remember really loving was the weight lifting.  Those were my favorite few weeks of the semester.  After high school I got into weight lifting a little more… however it didn’t last.  Much of my twenties were spent in more of a party mode.  Going out to eat, parties, barbecues, and more.  We were young, and oblivious, and invincible! 

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