More Exercise

I played squash on Sunday for the first time in a long time. I don’t want to toot my own horn, I’m not that flexible yet – last time I tooted my own horn I sprained my back and ended up in bed for three days, that just led to more horn tootin’, if you know what I mean – but, I digress, back to the squash match, I destroyed my opponent. So let that be a lesson to all you four year old girls with gimpy legs who think it’s funny to cut in line at the pony rides and then giggle uproariously when the proprietor tells me I’m too tall, old, fat and stupid to ride. Really, just too tall would have sufficed.