I have a confession to make. I’m a gym rat. I don’t look like one, but I am. In fact, I’m going later today. Like many, I do some form of cardio exercise for the heart. The word “cardio” is a good giveaway that it benefits the heart, doesn’t it? I also enjoy lifting weights for strength. Who doesn’t want to be strong? Sure sounds better than weak or wimpy!
I’m imagining those old ads at the back of comic books showing the scrawny young man on the beach being bullied, and then he signs up for some muscle program and comes back to the beach with his muscles all pumped up. And then my mind goes to the old cartoons on TV where the hero takes a bicycle tire pump and blows up his muscles. Oh—if only it were that easy. (And now you know how my mind easily races from one thought to another!)