Hey, Gym Dude…

First of all, let me apologise for calling out rudely like that. I’m generally much more polite; especially when I’m trying to be diplomatic. I figured though that getting your attention would require some kind of macho taunt drenched in arrogance and testosterone. Now that the lines of communication are open, I’d like to talk to you about something.

We Meet Again…

Moving into a new place has given me the incentive to make some big changes in my life. I’m really embracing the adventure of life (because that’s what I’m all about) and have started giving attention back to areas of my life that I’d previously been neglecting. Most importantly, I’ve started going back to the gym on a very regular basis. It’s a great feeling to exercise, and I’m really enjoying the  all-round benefits. And no, the telemarketer wasn’t right! I AM going to work out!

There is a terrible fact I must reveal here today however. It’s wonderful and terrifying all at the same time.

I have a nemesis.