I have some big tournaments coming up, so I have to get in even better shape than I am currently in.

Here I am on the treadmill, honing my ping-pong skills.

I'm wearing the winter jacket so that I can sweat more & lose weight more quickly.

Liz won't let us have a ping-pong table, but there is a tiny workout room. And I can sneak in a workout there without her noticing.

I figure if I can bounce the ping-pong ball on my paddle without missing, while running on a treadmill in a winter coat, I'll be able to crush anyone.

No one else trains like this. So, no one will be prepared to play me. I'm going to bring something to the game that nobody has ever brought before.

Maybe I'll write an article about this new ping-pong workout that I've developed and submit it to USA Table Tennis magazine. http://www.usatt.org/magazine/index.shtml

I may not be at my desk, but Liz and Pete will never find me. Because they'll never think to look for me in the workout room.

They know I hate working out... but not when ping-pong is involved.

Seriously, if any of you ladies need a ping-pong lesson, I'm here for you.

Frank