"me. hell. handbasket. cheers. see you there?"

I'm heading back to the gym today after a month-long hiatus. I'm going back because parts of me that used to be firm are now soft again. And that's just no good.

Anyhow, it seems that I'm in good company — Omer's back on the wagon, as well. His post on exercise and CMT (especially the bit about Trick My Truck) makes me glad that I've got a four-month backlog of New Yorkers and the new Michael Franti album on my phone / mp3 player.