Broken little finger from cycling (along with scrapes and bruises from coming off at various points along the way) ... broken rib/s from silly drunken horseplay (yes - they do take months to heal) ... and a brain hemorrhage when I was 18; I'd joined a gym in order to put a bit of meat on my skinny teenage frame and overdid the weights ... pop went the tiny teenie weenie blood vessel, BANG went I onto the floor feeling like I'd been kicked in the head by a giant with Doc Martin boots on! After a week or two and an assortment of tests in the hospital: "No permanent damage Shaun," said the consultant, "but do me a favour and swap the weights for a bicycle eh?!!" ...
Had I know that all I needed to do to "bulk up" was eat a tray of biscuits every week for 5 years, I wouldn't have bothered with the gym.
Had I know that all I needed to do to "bulk up" was eat a tray of biscuits every week for 5 years, I wouldn't have bothered with the gym.