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When the imaginary sun's first rays knocked on the window, I knew it was high time I woke up. Despite waking up numerous times during the night, I felt relatively fresh, and I noticed that my weary bio-chassis wasn't exhibiting the much-loathed long-term side effects of the COVID-19's latest variant we'd been suffering from. Instead of a stuffy nose, my sinuses were functioning comparatively well, and there were no traces of a sore throat or vehement coughing. I was almost over the moon with relief, but then the harsh reality of the weather struck me with a sledgehammer when I took Abby for her morning walk. It was freezing outside; the chilly wind was howling, making my eyes wet. Practically, I looked like a weeping, hungry baby. I'm pretty sure Abby was deeply embarrassed by my tearful cheeks; no wonder she was pulling me home like a confused, rabid husky in the middle of a summer storm in the tropics. Anyway, where was I? Oh, silly me, of course, my health condition. So, I felt relatively better compared to yesterday when I thought relapse was inevitable. On the contrary, there were no signs of that typical pre-illness sensation. With this in mind, I tried to up the ante and incorporate more squats into my early morning gymnastic routine. The initial 4 I could execute after re-starting my morning workout routine increased to 30, which is a relatively good result, which means in two weeks' time, I could get myself back to shape. I wish I could regain my real workout routine, involving chin-ups, push-ups, and other exercises. I tried them this morning, but after three sets and six reps each, my muscles were screaming and begging for me to stop. And I did stop, which was just as well. I didn't let my muscles go as stiff as I'd done in 1993 in Mallorca, when after a two-year hiatus of weight lifting - being 6 foot two and weighing 69 kilos - I went to the local gym and showed the Mallorquines how to work out properly and left the building with extremely stiff muscles, walking like the terminator's pathetic, ludicrous version. I remember my arms looked like the limbs of a stick insect bitten by a flock of bees. Let's be honest, I wasn't thinking straight. It was a relatively huge embarrassment.

The second week of the new year is coming to a close. I don't know if it is only me, but I don't perceive time as I used to, meaning the rate of speed at which days go by seems exceptionally fast. It feels somewhat surreal and spooky. Nonetheless, this can be the real sign of ageing, which I'm not prepared to talk about, not today.
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