My battle against the plaque currently invading my arteries involves a three pronged assault. Firstly there is the keto diet which is now part of my life and I cannot imagine heading back to the world of sugar, hunger cycles and a fuzzy head. Secondly there is the adoption of intermittent fasting (eighteen hours a day) which we have practised a couple of times but must make part of our routine (the wide wide world of web will tell you why this is a good thing, should you be interested, and I accept you are probably not).
The final prong in the assault is a fitness routine. This is also a good thing. Allegedly.
I am heading out on my new SUP a few times a week and jolly good it is too. But the web tells me I should be doing more, specifically lifting weights. Oh dear.
Weight lifting normally requires going to the gym, which The Son assures me is full of swole men. I had to look it up, but the definition seems appropriate: A paragon of hypermasculinity, manifesting in the physical and attitudinal embodiment of strength, occupying space with intimidating quantity and developing rippling musculature through rigorous, disciplined exercise. This is not me. Plus, gyms smell, they require travel, and the equipment, if not already taken by the swole brigade will be suspiciously sticky, or broken, or both. So the gym can fuck off.
For a while I considered an exercise machine, but Antz, whom I respect for some reason, advised that these were a bad idea; so instead I targeted my research on dumbbells.
Plenty of choice on Lazada, mainly locally constructed offerings of dubious quality with a range of weights I would have to spread over the floor and attach to a little bar to make up the required weight; not that I had any idea what the required weight would be for a man of my antiquity and chronic fitness. But then I found these:
American manufacturer of repute and so elegantly designed. You turn the dials to the required weight and then lift it out of the holder. Out it comes with the required weights attached.
So my dumbbell collection can sit in a small space on the free stand provided; helps to keep the wife happy.
The only other thing I need for my home gym setup is a bench, so I go one of those too.
Haven’t used it yet because I buggered myself dragging it around the house and constructing the stand and bench; but when I have recovered I look forward to
it gathering dust in a corner using it daily.