And then I find out my personal trainer is 22. No, I don't feel old. It was fun, though, I guess...kinda. I need more harder training though.
Then I went to all-you-can-bowl night with Arvin. Yeah, ummm, 10 games of bowling in a row? Might not be such a good idea unless you really want your arm to feel like jello. On top of that, I didn't break 200. Next time (perferably when I can feel my arm).