A size-36 waistline and a beer belly should be enough reason for anyone – yes, including myself – to take up a sport.
Fritz and Eloisa suggested wall-climbing, which me and my girlfriend Jam were more than eager to take. She’s much more fit than I am (if you take up vice, you’re anything but “physically fit” no matter how many exercises you take up), and she took up climbing lessons before, so I was pretty much the group’s beginner. With a pair of uncomfortable climbing shoes, I was all set.
“We really don’t have any need for wall-climbing in modern society,” I told Jam.
“Just think of it as a way for you to lose weight,” Jam replied.
There began my journey into physical fitness… or at least, the wall that stood between me and the rest of the afternoon.