I used to think raquetball was kind of goofy. That is until I stepped in the concrete cell of a court this morning. Paul beat me soundly three out of three games. i wish I had a video of myself dancing around like a little fairy chasing that little bastard ball. Since we are working out M/Th/F going forward before work, we decided to play on Fridays instead of working out.

I hit him once with the ball, but that was only after he had hit me. The game is dang near addictive.