More cycling today, both in and out. Piece of cake, really.
Had a phone call from the panel beaters today, saying I could pick up my car any time on Thursday, as long as it was before 4 pm. You know what guys, that isn’t any time. Anyway, looks like Uber will be getting a few more dollars out of me on Thursday.
I also had a call from Wayne today. He rang to ask me if I knew any posh restaurants that he could take someone special. That’s not really why he rang, of course. It was to tell me that he had a new girlfriend. He said he really liked her and wanted to take her somewhere special, as she was much like a normal girlfriend, but with all the annoying bits removed. You know, I now realise something about Wayne. His whole aim in life is to amuse himself. Not to find a cure for cancer, feed the starving or accumulate untold wealth. No, it’s to amuse himself. So glad I got out of there. I wonder what the new chick is like. Should I phone her and warn her?
No Pilates again tonight, as I cycled in and out of work. I think the cycling is doing me more good anyway. I haven’t been to Pilates since I haven’t had my car, and I’m feeling much better for it. No aches and pains in unexpected places, only in expected places, and they’re getting less. The thing about Pilates is that they concentrate on a different part of your body each week, but then don’t go back to that part again for another six weeks. How can that help anything? I suppose you have to trust the experts. After all, all the instructors have done a six-week part-time course. Their certificates are up on the wall. It would be a good way to catch up with Agnes, though.