wednesday, june 27

Had another boxing lesson today. My first of ten. Jerome, the instructor, kicked my ass. I immediately came out of the gym and bought some ibuprofen. I will not be able to get out of bed tomorrow. I was feeling sort of tired and I’m like ‘oh we must be near the end’ and I look over at the clock and it’s only a half-hour into the fifty-minute session. Ouch.

Published by <span class='p-author h-card'>Andy</span>

Gay Hoosier Taurus INFJ ex-playwright pianist gymbunny published author in San Francisco.