the corner office

Spoke to W, he bein' personal trainer, and he can't make it tonight, and he reckons that working out in the evenings, as was The Plan, isn't ideal for me as the gym gets seriously busy at night.

In a fit of sheer, utter, blinding, unmitigated stupidity, I said I'd change to the 7 AM slot henceforth. My 7AM is the equivalent of the rest of the world's 4AM. What was a I thinking?

Ouch. First session tomorrow...