Bloody Hell!

Lost: 200 calories, use of knees.

After much deliberation, I decided to start going to the gym again. Bad idea, since I generally tend to overdo things on my first day. Ended up cycling vigorously for half and hour while listening, and mentally growling along, to metallica. As if this wasn’t sufficient, I ended my session half an hour later with twenty minutes of very fast walking on the treadmill. One thing that can be said in favor of lust is that it helps to drive one forward on an exercise routine. Unfortunately, all the excitement proved a bit much for poor knees, which have caved almost completely immediately thereafter. I am currently engaged in shuffling back and forth across the room groaning and trying to move knee joins as little as possible while walking and sipping on cool soft drinks to soothe self, which defeats the purpose of working out in the first place.

Later, was saddened to discover Lahore trip for next weekend appears to be off. One of the concerned parties has been tragically buried in work issues. Sad, I was looking forward to visiting since it’s been near nine years since I last went. Ah well.

On the brighter side, have purchased PDA from a notorious character on worldcall forums and was plagued the rest of the day by fellow WC-ers asking me if it was really true and that I had conducted a trade with the creature in question in person. The celly purchased, for the fellow gadgetoholics who may be reading this, was a Motorola e680. I’ve always wanted a touch screen and I’m not afraid to say it, regardless of what friends indicate that statement means taken in a Freudian sense.

Also, am just about to conclude my reading of “Wuthering Heights” and have downloaded 1939 film adaptation to watch. Lawrence Olivier and painful knees are in the cards for tonight.