However, entering my local gym in Balham last week, I was suddenly aware of my total lack of strength. Surrounded by large men with large muscles, I found myself worrying that I had some body issue. I mean, if they were so strong, I must be odd. A freak. I mean, where were my bulging triceps? Why did I have to move the weight down by twenty notches each time?
But then I realised. It's no longer cool to be tough. Weak is the new strong. And by god, by those rules, I'm in line for Mr Universe!
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