Well induction time at the gym and lil' old me gets down to some sporting activity. First time for a long time.
And what thoughts sprung to mind when I was taken through the various 'devices' in the gym? Was it how I remembered how they all worked, it all came flooding back? NO, it was the pain each and every one of the, caused me years ago...aye why.
So I got myself set up on a cardio-vascular program, after I told the assessor I wasn't looking to become the next Mr. Universe. (was that a little smirk I saw on his face?). So mainly running, cycling and 'stepping' (oh they hurt) with a bit of rowing thrown in for good measure. I did manage to get a good sweat up and left thinking what my legs will be like tomorrow, but feeling good about myself all round.
So this song just seemed so apt.....
Song: Lazy Sunday afternoon
Artist: Small Faces
Album: Ogdens nut gone flake
Year: 1968
Wouldn't it be nice to get on wiv me neighbours
But they make it very clear they've got no room for ravers
They stop me from groovin', they bang on me wall
They doin' me crust in, it's no good at all
Lazy Sunday afternoon, I've got no mind to worry
Close my eyes and drift away-aaa
Here we all are sittin' in a rainbow
Cor blimey hello Mrs. Jones how's old Bert's lumbago?
I'll sing you a song with no words and no tune
To sing in your party while you suss out the moon, oh yeah
Lazy Sunday afternoon, I've got no mind to worry
Close my eyes and drift away, close my eyes and drift away, close my eyes and drift away.
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