I usually have Friday evenings and Saturdays free. I always work on Sundays, prepping the week and, very often, working on something that I left behind. This week, though, I’m leaving the office at 19:30 on a Friday and I have work to do tomorrow, too. So no room for rest this week. I never thought I’d say this, but the gym (two hours a week for the last three months; never worked out before for 50 years) is keeping me sane. I can breath, I feel a bit of strength in my muscles and I feel I can get a hold of myself. Mens sana.
