The calm before the sore. Alright, lads and ladies. We’re nearly there. Monday looms like an unpaid bill — and… READ MORE
Rocky: “Tomorrow. Let’s do it tomorrow.”
Apollo: “There is no tomorrow! There is no tomorrow! There is no tomorrow!”
(Unless leg day’s involved, then maybe Tuesday. Scott)
This is The Fit Rebuild — where I try to go from “can’t lift a kettle without wheezing” to “fit enough to move house without calling an ambulance.” July’s the deadline. Pray for my hamstrings.