I went to the gym yesterday for the first time in about a year… maybe a bit longer.
This is the gym in the building where I work, and apart from lacking a spa, it’s the best gym I’ve been to. Should’ve joined months ago.
Bad news: I ache a bit.
Good news: at least my programme instructor wasn’t a bloke called Kevin.
Curious news: She couldn’t find my pulse, and nor could the heart monitor on the cross training machine. Perhaps I’m dead.
I shall not bore you with numbers and statistics, but suffice it to say I am presently a Fat Bastard and shall shortly be less so.



2 Comments
But we like numbers and statistics
oh, ok then.
i weigh 0.115 metric tonnes
bmi of 33 ish
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