Well the diet I now find myself apparently needs to be supplemented with an exercise regime. Our first meeting with a fitness instructor did not bode well for the any future success.
I found myself confronted by a guy who looked like an inverted triangle, wearing a shirt that appeared two sizes too small for his upper body and looked like it was battling to escape. One of the first things he said (after telling us how much he charged!) was that we need to get in shape.
My reply? “I am in shape.” which gained a puzzled look from this new age Adonis.”Round is a shape.” which only gained a moment of stunned silence.
“You should treat your body as a temple.” He retorted using a different tact.
“I do treat my body as a temple!” I replied with mock sarcasm.”I treat it like a Greek Temple. Most of it may be past it’s glory days, but there are still bits worth visiting.”
His witty retort came in the form of a derisive snort, as he handed me a list of the exercise regime he intended we embark on. The good new is that apparently the end result of his training would enable us to fly through the fitness exam required to enter the S.A.S.
Considering I needed to sit down after simply reading the regime doesn’t bode well for when we actually have to start moving our bodies!
