The New Wave

Mum suggested maybe I don't go to the gym anymore before Christmas. The head coach caught coronavirus last Friday, and even though I went on Monday, it does feel like a gamble each time. If I get sick, I'll miss Christmas, and we can't be having that. I went in wearing a mask to apologise for cancelling at the last minute, and was told "yeah, if I were you I'd leave now, someone earlier in the day thinks they might have it too."

"Gains"

Here's a fun little story.

I was at Mum and Dad's this evening, and just before I left I was leaning against the counter. "What's that big bump on your arm?" Mum said. "Where did that come from?"

I looked down and responded "That is a tricep. It's a muscle." I may not still be in as good a shape as I was at 21, but considering I've not got over 15 years more wear & tear, I reckon I must not be doing too bad.