For the past 11 months, I’ve trained my body. To become something better than it’s been in a long time. Then it hit me. Why stop at that limit? Why not train to be better than I’ve ever been? So, I hit the NRH Centre gym three to four times a week. I started at thirty to forty-five minutes and, by the end of each session, my face beamed such a splendid cherry red that folks stop to stare at the tomato (that would be me) using the work-out equipment. Looking for actual muscles seemed to be an exercise in futility, but I kept going: three to four times a week. Week after week, I […]
