My Gym Nemesis

What ScrunchButts, Baggy Jeans and a Prosthetic Leg have in common

A couple of months ago I joined a gym. I had to, because I’m old, and when you’re old it’s vital to do at least three sets of Romanian deadlifts a week, or else your bones will snap like sticks of chalk.

I don’t always feel enthusiastic about the gym. Whenever I consider that I’m basically going to jump up and down in a warehouse with a bunch of teenager…