It has been approximately three years since I have spent any appreciable amount of time in my gym.  This is a harrowing fact more today than the past because I have now agreed to go to my twentieth high school reunion.  It seems fate that I am always out of shape when I go to my reunion.  Maybe at the 25th or 3oth I will have learned my lesson, but I doubt it.  Here is to looking terrible with all the people who knew me when I was in great shape.  I have been stronger, but the 28 inch waste of high school has been gone for twenty years now.  All hail the belly.