The triumph of hope over experience

[f4f3]

I joined a gym at lunchtime. It's in the nearest hotel to my office, 2 minutes in the car and five minutes walk away. As well as the pool/weights/cardiovascular stuff they have yoga and pilates courses which I'm quiet keen on.

I'm ENTIRELY confident that THIS TIME I will actually go 3 or more times a week, and I WILL NOT SPEND MORE TIME IN THE BAR THAN IN THE GYM OH NO I WON'T.

Plan is to go for a swim tomorrow morning (playing badminton tonight, so can't do it then) and book in for my gym induction at lunch time.

I'll keep you posted.

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[morgaine-x.livejournal.com]

I recall getting confronted by the chap on the library bus (I really lived in the middle of nowhere) who queried who was really reaing the books I took out on Mom's ticket. Fortunately, he was impressed when I confirmed it was me, and went on to make recommendations. I was 9.

[f4f3.livejournal.com]

Libraries are great. We didn't quite have the van, but we did have a prefab building that was more or less a shed. That was where I discovered Flashman, and Roger Zelazny, and Asimov, and Heinlein, and Westlake and Richard Condon and oh.... just about everyone.