No News is...

In this case, no news is bad news. I’ve been sick for the past week so no working out for me. For awhile there, I thought I had successfully fought it but now the bug is back. I could swear I picked something additional up from the doctor’s office since I was there yesterday morning for a physical (and feeling pretty healthy mind you).

On a brighter note, the doctor said I am in great health. She said my heart is strong and as such could tell that I work out. Also, my cholesterol is very good (both good and bad) so I guess I can go back to eating the fat-filled cakes and donuts! OK, maybe not.

It’s weird though… part of the physical was that she examined my scrotum. Those are the only times that any woman has touched my private parts (you know, being homosexual and all). It does not bother me one bit. However, if the doctor was male, I think it would bother me (probably similar in line to my “issue” with the massage I had awhile back.

How screwed up is that?

Anyway, I hope to be over this crud by Monday so I can get back to staving off the invasion of fat.