OK, I am now A Certified Scuba Diver. The first dive in the lake damn near killed me, I sucked down 2500 lbs of air in 30 mins, I was out of breath after I climbed up the hill from the lake, I am glad I quit smoking, I didn't know if I was going to make it or not, I felt like I had run 20 miles and I can still feel it in my legs. The second dive was a bit better, I didn't use as much air and I didn't feel as tired when I got to the top of the hill. By the fifth dive on saturday all I wanted to do was eat and get a nap. I got 3 dives in on sunday and they were much better after I got my legs and back working again. Now what? I guess I have to go dive somewhere. I would like to dive on a wreck and find a big box of gold, My chances of finding gold and striking it rich is about the same as winning the Lotto, slim to none.  Well I guess the next thing I'll have to try would be Sky Diving.