144/80

I can (quite lidderally, I hope) live with that.

So the gym induction is back on, as soon as I can get a free slot. Must give them a ring again today, actually, and get it booked in a.s.a.p. Can still use the card in the meantime fer swimming, etc.

A bit of background, perhaps. On Friday about lunchtime, I got fed up with never getting around to booking myself in for a gym induction, and booked myself in for a gym induction. All done in about 5 minutes, and he had a cancellation the following evening at 7 o'clock. Great. No backing out now.

Turned up early, possibly through the nerves of not having even set foot inside a gym since I was 16</micko>. Turns out the guy was free, and he took me into the office to check height, weight, body fat percentage and blood pressure. But the blood pressure was a little high for their insurance guidelines. So he took it again. And a third time. Each time it crept higher, presumably because I was getting more and more worried about what this meant. The fact that Fletch and I had had a few whiskeys, and a large measure from a bottle labelled КОНЬЯК (or something similar), may have elevated things slightly, but the poor guy made a very good job of politely sending me to the GP. Couldn't believe it — I suddenly felt old!
Anyway, I got on the office phone yesterday and booked an appointment in the health centre this morning at 08:10.

Was quite a relief to know I'm not in serious danger. Blood test next Tues (fasting beforehand for 12 hours -- overnight, easy) look at cholesterol, etc. Pretty much all Greek to meself, as I never really studied all that kind of thing. Was a bit of shock on Saturday, but the GP just took some of Dad's history details, said he was happy enough and — crucially — signed and stamped the nice form.

Off til see Mr M tomorrow night for a catch-up/advice session, but then Thurs and Fri are off work for Neil's birthday bash. Probably slightly subdued at the moment, after last Friday's crash on the way in. He's avoided having to have the Avid Merrion neck brace, sadly for comedy purposes, but it's looking like a night in at the Studio with some of the Old Class, etc. Yeeees!

Back to work for a bit, so I can get Louise these numbers before hopefully pissing off early tomorrow to meet Mr M.

Plans? Me? I know!