Good afternoon muscles
Didn’t we have fun this morning? We went for a walk. Down the hill and past the pet shop where we dropped in some roasted mutton bones for the dogs and swooned over a Shitzu-Sidney Silky puppy that wanted to come home as much I wanted to take him home. Then on past the roundabout but not over the bridge. Were you starting to get worried at this point? The next building was the….drum roll…horror music…the gym!
Yes, it was the day of the first gym workout in three years. Encouraged on by the lovely (and polite) Josh you pedalled for 12 minutes then did some resistance weight machines with some grinding machine cardio in-between, some Swiss ball crunches and some triceps curls using a strange blue band. Cardio, resistance and core. It was quite impressive according to Josh, you haven’t lost as much fitness as you thought you had. And then you staggered home.
Josh suggested we do it again on Monday, today is Friday and I don’t want you to think you have the whole weekend off, oh no. Once the music starts on the ipod and the endorphins start to rush, you’ll feel as good as I did on the stumble home. I promise. Now where is that very good dark chocolate?
With love from your masochistic, but loving, master