The Ink-Pot and the Palette

I'm still sometimes surprised and always a bit disappointed when a thing that has been working so well and giving me so much peace of mind (as my recent systematic way of living has done) starts entropy-ing.

The constant seems to be that I keep going, and I suppose that will be a constant until I, you know, stop permanently. And in the meantime, yes, it has done me some good to acknowledge that routine, enforced beyond its natural limits, was becoming a bad thing--and to lighten up and have a drink. LOL!

The poster sort of creeps me out too. There's quite a bit in the world of fitness clubs and gyms that I find I have to determinedly ignore in order to get the benefits I've selected. Happily, the club I've joined is at least home to a wide variety of people from the neighborhood and I don't feel terribly out of place there for my size, my age, or my level of fitness.