Birthday parties

This past weekend I went to a birthday party for my Great Niece, Marcie. It was at a gymnastics center kind of place. Normally I just BS with whoever is around but this party I got a chance to hit the springboard and go into a pit of cube-shaped foam type things. I found it refreshing and kind of fun. It also made me realize that I am not in as good of shape as I used to be because getting out of that pit wore me out. After catching my breath I partook in it again. The sure sign of age is when you feel it the next day. I did not feel much but I could tell I did something the day before.