Purveyor of Iniquities

Really. That abdominal machine at the gym is a killer. That plus the rowing weight machine (which crunched my intercostals real good) have put me more or less out of commission, though running might not be out of the question.

This reminds me of that old Pantera song (circa 1994) “I’m Broken.” A year or two ago, such reminiscence would have been embarassing. Now I don’t care. Still (as a disclaimer): no, never much into Pantera. Come on, really!

Good thing that my work doesn’t require me to move or anything.