Getting Better, and Getting Better

“So, I was in the gym when…” stories are a running joke, the joke being that the story's only reason for existence is as an excuse for saying that you go to the gym.

I hope that I can be forgiven for telling a “so, I was in the gym when…” story if I hinge it on the fact that I am among the world's least talented lifters. I am uncoordinated, I am ectomorp…