“And so, about this tomb of mine . . . “

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  “VANITY, saith the preacher, vanity!  Draw round my bed: is Anselm keeping back?  Nephews—sons mine … ah God, I know not! Well—  She, men would have to be your mother once,  Old Gandolf envied me, so fair she was!  What’s done is done, and she is dead beside,  Dead long ago, and I am Bishop since,  And as she died so must we die ourselves,  And thence ye may perceive the world’s a dream.  Life, how and what is it?  As here I lie In this state-chamber, dying by degrees,  Hours and long hours in the dead night,  I ask “Do I live, am I dead?”  Peace, peace seems all.  Saint Praxed’s ever was the church for peace;  And so, about this tomb of mine.  I fought With tooth and nail to save my niche, ye know:  —Old Gandolf cozened me, despite my care;  Shrewd was that snatch from out the corner  South He graced his carrion with,  God curse the same!  Yet still my niche is not so cramped...

Today I Am Watching . . .

My weight.
Keeping it out there where I can see it.
That's not true.
I'm trying to get it out of sight. Tired of looking at it.

Netflix later.
Or Hulu. (**gasp** Did you know that "Space 1999" is on Hulu? 😁)
Or YouTube. (Like old CrossFit Games footage. Yeah . . . )

You know that break in the show where they insert commercials?

When you binge-watch on one of the streaming services, there are no commercials (which can be bad if you're watching your weight because now you can't do quick exercises in the break--or go to the bathroom--but we won't go there. No pun intended) so we take advantage of those few seconds to shout out "Buy Folgers!" then get right back to it. Ain't got time for commercials.

But if you still enjoy commercials, here are some couch workouts while you watch TV.

Oh, and this video, below? It's true. I've lived it.
Well, most of it.
The first part, anyway.




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