Let it be noted that if I had to do anything amounting to slightly strenuous physical activity vs being bodily harmed, bodily harm would rule the roost. The most apt description of my gait, run and overall physical movement is quite akin to the drunken hallucination from Dumbo. I kid you not. Red has despaired... Continue Reading →
I have no idea why I lapse into the Ye Olde Dayes...I just do. Imagine an imp with a neck ruff a la dear ol' Will sitting on my shoulder, nudging me to shake things up a bit. Anyhoo, I'd had a fever for a bit. Nothing critical but it was on the higher side... Continue Reading →
Before I started going to the gym, I thought I knew my body. Most of it was bulgy or chunky in places it shouldn't have been but I did not become acquainted with my scapula, soleus, trapezius as much as I thought I would have earlier. They were names in an anatomy book but barring... Continue Reading →
Praying for divine intervention.
Gasp, puff and pant..
I know if I get on this particular pulpit, the few people who do read my blog from time to time might vamoose for good but I can't help my self. I HATE HAVING COLDS!!! I mean let's examine it a bit closely. It's a half-assed health problem. It's not even a sickness. But a... Continue Reading →