Weals

Bashing out some circuits at the gym today, I needed a skipping rope and hadn't brought my own. The rope at the gym seemed a little short. By short, I mean that it clearly belonged to a Hobbit. Being a determined, focused and tenacious individual (and not at all stubborn, pigheaded and contrary, as has been suggested) I refused to allow this obstacle to put me off.

Amy MacDonald was my soundtrack of choice today. "Let's Start a Band" has a particularly frisky number of beats per minute and is great for fast cardio. Skipping away, the Hobbit rope got the better of me. Smacked myself upside the head. And thighs. The weals. Oh the humanity.