Sunday, 17 February 2013

Torture






Ok, it's agreed, I have to get fit. But I don't have to go to a stinking sweat-soaked club filled with posing body building morons in order to do so. Instead I've joined a more salubrious gym. But it's the pool that swung the deal for me. Relaxed and not full of screaming kids. Twice the cost of the crappy gym, but four times better. Torture has never been so relaxing!

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