Out of shape

Man, I never realized how out of shape I was until yesterday!  Since I haven’t been able to play squash due to my injured shoulder, a friend invited me to a “Boot Camp” class at the Honolulu Club yesterday.  I’ve been to these types of aerobic classes before, so I thought, sure, why not – I could use a little variety in my workouts.  Now the key to surviving an aerobic class is to pace yourself – in other words, don’t go all out at the beginning or you’re going to die.  Well, I did just that – started out with a nice steady pace … and almost puked my guts out after only 15 minutes!  This class was a KILLER – an hour of non-stop torture and hell!!  The trainer, Scott, is definitely bionic and must think we’re all 20-year old world-class triathletes!  I did manage to complete the class (sort of) but it took a few minutes for the visual spots to go away!  Funny thing, though … I’m really looking forward to the next class!  I CAN DO THIS!!  (Actually, I refuse to let the women in the class kick my ass!!)

Hey, I just discovered an effortless way to clean my breakfast plate … just put it on the floor and let the puppies go at it.  It really works!  By the time they’re done with it, the plate’s as clean as a whistle and you can almost put it right back on the shelf (well, you’ll probably want to wash the doggie spit and stuff off first!).  But just think – no more scraping or scrubbing of nasty dried-on food residue … ever tried to get dried melted cheese off a plate?  Well, worry no more  – use my doggie method and save time and your nails!!  Now for those of you who still don’t get it and need specific how-to-do-it instructions, please send a self-addressed stamped envelope to 1234 Imanidiot St., Moron, Earth …

Come on down to Gordon Biersch tomorrow night for a rare appearance of ManoaDNA’s full band.  Alex will be bringing out his Strat … time to rock ‘n roll, baybeeee!!

Aloha, “D”