Tonight, for the first time in several months, I went to the gym.

Finally over the bronchitis I have been struggling with on and off for the last four months, and after my doctor told me yesterday that I was finally healthy enough and able to return to some physical activity, I rode a recumbent bike for 40 minutes. While beginning the new Harry Potter book. While listening to Goldfrapp’s Fly Me Away (The Naughty Rmx), among others:

Fly me away, on an airplane
High, in the sky, want to see you again . . .

Yes, late in the evening, but it is the healthiest I have felt in some time. Just in time, I suppose, to begin facing the weight I gained. Like the call for the music to reload (cf. Music Reload (Mike Nero Mix)  by Savon), I consider ”you” the healthier “me” that I have not seen in some time. 

I am now flying. Not quite on the broom with Harry, nor on the bike without wheels. After all, metaphors can only take us so far (in light of my considering Derrida yesterday).

Hey, The Art of Noise  is now playing . . .

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