Gym inductions R gay. Especially when they're being carried out by a moron from several years below you at school. But i'm a fucking mess so what choice is there. Not eating perhaps but I like biscuits too much, and my ex has promised to bring me an eclair. Add that to the Caramel Doughnut that I'm owed for acting as the entire IT department yesterday and saving the entire world (two Councillors from not being able to do any dictation that day), and you see the scope of my predicament.
Anyway. Out of shape men starting a gym regime. Anything less dignified? I'll accept 'Out of shape men starting a gym regime and telling an internet forum about it'.