Now I've lost weight I have noticed my stomach has something I never noticed before, kind of weird lumps. I think they're called muscles. Actual muscles in my stomach! As a consequence I've dived into the gym again. I'm still in shock that my body still bothers with the idea of muscles. I was convinced that idea had been dropped years ago and replaced with a bold new grey design for my hair instead.
My main problem though with working out is that you have to tolerate the company of big muscle blokes who clearly take themselves very seriously. It's difficult not to smirk a bit when they're grunting and doing their thing. Just as I'm sure they find it hard not to sneer when I'm picking out my weedy weights.