Yes, that’s right. Today’s big workout was oak-frame futon wrestling in a small, dim, box-surrounded corner of my studio.
It was supposed to be a spin workout, but in my serendipitous way, one thing led to another, and pretty soon it was 5:00 and I hadn’t eaten anything all day except a 2” cube of cornbread sample at Central Market. Maybe I’ll spin tonight if I have the ganas for it.
But at least now my futon is all put together with no leftover parts, it’s in the place I want it to go, and other furniture and boxes have been moved around so I once again have floor space in my studio.
Floor space so I can set up the bike and do a spin workout.
Yes, there is a method to my madness.