It used to be that after a tough day at work I'd sit on the couch and play some Halo or slaughter a few hundred undead in Diablo II. A few years and two years later, I'm finding that going to the gym is what relaxes me now.

Astounding, isn't it? Today was a rough day, mostly because of a mistake I made that I should of caught. It wasn't an end-of-the-world sort of mistake, but it was aggravating. Because Sue and I were juggling our schedules so she could go to yoga, I had to skip the gym after work, but the itch was still there, made worse by a frustrated state of mind. So when Sue got back, I headed down to the gym and worked out for about 40 minutes.