progress.

Gym update.

Going well.

Few too many beefy types parading around for my liking.

I keep forgetting how to use that leg machine thing. Made a bit of a chump of myself by getting tangled up in it on my first induction. Nearly did myself a mischief.

The induction was a bit harrowing to be honest. All seemed to be going well until he told me that my body fat ratio was 28.8%. This means that over a quarter of me is surplus to requirements. 

This is not an encouraging way of looking at it.

The actual gym/club place is splendid. However I think it probably  defeats the object to finish up and then go straight to the bar and have a pint of coffee and 3 digestives. I'm not quite grasping the philosophy of it all.

When nobody is watching I like to change the weights to their maximum level just before I get off. Then when the next chap sits down I give him a nonchalant, knowing look of 'yeah, that's right sucka'

I'm a trifle (mmmm trifle) embarrassed but here is a glimpse into my wobbly (albeit slowly shrinking) world.

These are my original details.

Read it and weep...

I did.

I'll keep you informed of my progress.