Damn brehs, I got hit with a dose of reality yesterday. So I had let myself get out of shape due to stress from my last job and personal ish going on. Went from 225 to 290 over the past five years (I'm 6'3" and fairly muscular former athlete, but a lot of that weight I gained was fat too.) I decided I was gonna change things and finally get right for good. I've lost about 10 pounds already just by changing my diet
One of the things I had been doing to get back in shape was hooping again. I went to the LA Fitness near my parents house across from my old high school and I see some kids hooping on the court. I figured I'd just shoot by myself on the other side while they do their thing. One of the cats asked if I wanted to play one on one. Kid is kinda tall and probably 17 or so, so I'm thinking "yeah, let me give this young blood that work
"
So I'm doing my thing at first. He tries to get fancy and misses. I take the ball and post the young breh up and hit him with that KG fadeway.
He tries to drive on me and I get him with that lock down defense.
Then I hit a 3 off the ball check.
Ya boy feeling good at first......then my lack of conditioning caught up with me. Breh starts blowing past me cause I can't keep up no more. He's putting the ball between my legs, doing 360 layups, floaters, etc.
We were playing to 10. I started 3-0. It ended 3-10
Message to all my brehs in their mid to late 20s like me, take your health and fitness seriously. We too young to even be anywhere close to
status. I'm sticking with it though. I'll definitely get back to where I need to soon. This fitness thing is a lifestyle now