I usually go to my after-work Krav Maga fight club tonight.
Had to give it a miss this time- my excuse being toon admin, and drawings to be getting on with.
Or, maybe I am getting tired of being thumped by angry ladies fed up with how I have not fixed their broken computers.
I'm considering taking up something a little calmer- maybe some yoga.
The soothing embrace of spirituality might be what I need, rather than the touch-of-death headlock.
Who knows, maybe I will end up like these fellows- currently trying to find themselves in a cartoon of mine in this week's Private Eye magazine.