I am engaged in the same enterprise

though not quite so intensively. I like to work out at home, using dumbells and pad. I dropped out for a couple of months due to domestic troubles, but am just getting back in the groove. I hate to lose the muscle tone. It makes me feel good to see my bod take a more pleasing shape. I started after spending a year in Europe, upon my return from which I found I had put on fifteen or twenty pounds. Joined a gym for a few months, then got some free weights to work out at home. You need a trainer to show you how to do it right for starters, so you don't injure yourself; but obviously you know that. Unfortunately I never saw any cute boys at my gym; it was a gay gym, and they tend to be inhabited by big-muscle honcho types and other gym bunnies. I never cared for treadmills; I like to go for a walk and see the scenery pass by. But to each his own. I'm impressed you're working so hard at it. Keep your pecker up! Anacreon (The subject of this painting is not me.)