After the gym

The alternative was my bright red sweaty face and random sticky up hair. Here are my new trainers instead. The man in the shop admired the use I had got out if the old ones, I didn't tell him it was mainly just dog walking.

And now I am in bed with a turmeric latte. After reading about them it was obviously fool hardy and reckless to continue another day without one. It's quite nice, I shall have another one tomorrow maybe. I am filled with inner power.