Rob, Rambling

After the first gym session in 3 weeks...

• My Thighs: Woah! Seriously, what the fuck just happened? What was that?!?!
• My Brain: Er, that was exercise, guys. You must remember it.
• My Thighs: Exercise? It was never that hard before! We used to do miles and miles every week without any problems. 'Thankyou sir, can I have another?' - that was our mindset.
• My Brain: Yeah, well, it's been a couple of weeks. You guys have gone soft.
• My Thighs: How dare you! We'll show you! Tomorrow! Maybe not tomorrow. Definitely not tomorrow in fact. Thursday? Hmm, Thursday still seems a bit soon. Friday! We'll show you on Friday. Then who'll be laughing?
• My Brain: Well, seeing as you guys have spent all of this afternoon screaming and whingeing...
• My Thighs: It was just to check that you were still connected to us. It's been a while since we heard from you.
• My Brain: I've been distracted. Had a holiday to plan, an illness to fight off, and beers to befuddle myself with.
• My Thighs: Hold on a sec. You mean the whole lying on the beach and getting a tan thing was only temporary?! We were in it for the long haul.
• My Brain: So I can tell today...
• My Thighs: Why, if we weren't hurting so much, we'd come up there and hit you on the, erm, cortex.
• My Brain: Just you try it. In fact, as punishment for even thinking about it, there will be further gym tomorrow. How'd you like them apples?!