tubby biatch no.2

i went, i worked. sweat was my reward as well as the knowledge that for all the work it'll take a great deal more to actually achieve anything. dang. still, getting there is half the battle. shame the other half jumped me from behind while i was checking the scenery.

luckily the gym is packed with the usual 20-40 somethings whose sole aim is to lift car engines around the room. i say luckily as if at anytime i decide being a small, tubby geek is bad and being a meat-monster would be better i have immediate proof of this thought's folly. sure i want to lose weight, be fit and tone a bit but i've no interest in being a world federation wrestling contender. the odd thing is that the timeline is all there. the 20 year old on the gear through to the 50 year old rippled arms, fake tan and huge gut. a 'healthy' heart attack in vivid colour. still, if that's someone's hobby then more power to 'em. better that than staying home with a carton of piss, 2 packets of smokes a day and a penchant for porn. about the same conversational range but who am i to talk about that.

the story will continue. possibly.

quote for the day:
"It's an indulgence to sit in a room and discuss your beliefs as if they were a juicy piece of gossip." - Robert A. Heinlein (1907 - 1988)