Have you succumbed to the lure of Wordle? It took me some time to catch on to the craze but I am now a daily player. After a bit of a rough patch where I was taking 6 attempts to get the word or even failing completely a couple of times I am now on a good streak of 3-4 attempts. I don’t have a favourite starting word, choosing instead whatever comes into my head when I open the game. I know some people like words with lots of vowels but I am a consonant kinda gal. I like Ts and Ss but a couple of vowels help too, of course.
In other retirement news I have joined a gym. A local posh hotel with a leisure centre was offering discounted membership so I decided to check it out. One of the issues I have with gyms is that they can be intimidating for the unfit fatty like myself but the instructor asured me the membership was small and friendly. As he showed me around the facilities there were two people using the gym and he added that it rarely got busier than that. My kinda place! The membership, as well as being small in number, are mainly older people. Of course guests at the hotel have access to the facilities too, but the local members are, as far as I have seen so far, over sixties. Nevertheless, the equipment is all modern and easy to use.
As I was packing my ‘gym bag’ for my first session I picked an old Edinburgh Book Festival bag to carry my kit. Nothing quite says ‘old’, ‘middle class’ and ‘I would rather be reading’ than a Book Festival bag but hopefully by using the gym regularly I will add a bit of fitness to the old body too.
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