So I worked out today, for the first time in about a year. Back then I was unemployed, and I worked out quite a bit, mostly to A) punish myself, and B) give me something to feel good about. But I haven’t done much since then, and I’ve been getting winded pretty easily (“Catch me, daddy!”    “Okay, son, I… hold on… whew!”) so back to the gym I went.

There’s a nice workout room at my office, with one big advantage: it’s free. So I decided to give it a try. I’m sad to say that fifteen minutes on the LifeCycle was all I could handle. Afterwards my legs felt like steel springs – stiff, but still bouncy and unstable. In an unforseen consequence, I barely had the strength to press down on the gas pedal. On the other hand, I must have blacked out two or three times on the drive home, cutting my usual 1-hour commute down to about 20 minutes! Bonus!

Plus, I learned a new trick to amuse the kids at Halloween. I now know how to make blood squirt out of my ears.