With the kids back in school, my attention is no longer shattered by the distraction of having to break up fights every five minutes, so I’ve been able to get back to a lot of things that were put on hold for the Summer. I’ve going steady to the gym again, for one thing; and I’ve been thinking about the bargain I’ve got myself into on that score.
The deal is this: I can get strong, I can be fit and healthy, I can get my ticker tuned and humming and legs that run and never tire (or as near to never as makes no damn-it-all). And for that, I will wake up stiff and aching every morning for the rest of my life.
Downright Faustian, that, and every man his own Devil.
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