I’m not sure I’ve ever been to a gym in January. It’s not altogether pleasant.
When I finally secured a treadmill I wasn’t inclined to release it so managed a full 5k before boredom forced me off to dabble with the kettlebells.
I’m giving kettlebells a second chance. Last time I tried these I went a bit overboard. I downloaded a master class and cranked out a 30 minute hardcore routine which left me out of action for at least 30 days. I’ve never moaned so much about my piriformis.
Today I restricted myself to 20 delicate swings and so far my buttocks are holding up.
So, having burned off a good few units of alcohol it was time to turn to the second challenge and sample today’s stout: Samuel Smiths Organic Chocolate Stout.
Lynn reckoned she could sense Camp coffee and I agree it was certainly sweet enough. Espresso was there, alongside the bar of Galaxy and despite the massive hit of sugar it was at least a grown ups drink, unlike yesterday’s Dragon Stout.
I will hunt out a bitter stout tomorrow, enough with these bottled puddings already.
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