Tonight's title brought to you by KMFDM. The second half of it, anyway.
The first bit refers to a quick pit stop made at the store between the gym and home to remedy an appalling lack of appealing junk food in the latter location. Perhaps it was to be expected that the proceeds of that pit stop found themselves disappearing down my gullet later on in the evening? Well, that's what they're there for, their value measured solely in noms. Well, their positive value, anyway.
Negative values were probably counteracted at the gym today, where I experienced pickleball for the first time. As far as a description, the video from the CBS early show from a couple of years ago does it justice with, "A combination of tennis, ping pong and badminton".
It's basically mini tennis played on a badminton sized court, so a lot less running, which is great for me. I used to play tennis, but haven't swung a racket in maybe 5 or more years. Also used to play a fair bit of table tennis, having grown up with a table in the basement, but again, I haven't played that in many years. So I went into it with a basic familiarity with racket sports. That said, the long non-participation has robbed me of any court sense, and the fact that the pickleball paddle is about half the length of a tennis racket, well, that led to a few hilarious whiffs early on.
While I wasn't very good, I wasn't horrible either, for the first time playing a sport. The competition (8-10 others, who apparently play pretty regularly) was mostly older, including one guy who I'd guess was in his mid 70s. Apparently, the game has appeal to older people for the tennis like gameplay within a smaller area. Not sure why that distinction needs to be made; I mean, after all, I like the less running part, too.
Though it does occupy a smaller space, that doesn't mean you can't get a good sweat going, as I certainly did. Playing 90 minutes, using muscles long dormant (lots of quick reflex action at the net, plenty of impromptu lunging and squatting to get to and dig balls over the net, etc), all that is a recipe for aches tomorrow. Probably didn't help that I rode the stationary bike, did some minimal strength (a few squats, lunges, and crunches), and shot a few basketball thereafter. I think I'll wait until a subsequent Tuesday to see if anyone shows up for the 7 AM ultimate frisbee session advertised on the gym corkboard.