Really, I do things other than work out

For example, Saturday evening we visited supergee, womzilla, and nellorat up in Yonkers for a few hours of conversation, and I got a tour of the garden. And then Sunday I went thud, harder than made any sense to me. Do you suppose Friday's couple of hours of (mostly pleasant) errands followed by a (routine, screening) mammogram had something to do with it? Sunday included a walk and a couple of nice birds, and reminding myself that it was okay and even good to take things easy, planned or no.

Today, I went to the gym, despite a bit of soreness. I have also checked in with the temp agency that got me the day of work recently. They have nothing at the instant because of the holiday* but was encouraging about prospects in a bit.
( I went to the gym, so here are some numbers. )

*If you're not in New York City, it isn't a given that Rosh Hashanah means business slows down and the trains are less crowded and so on; here, the woman just said "the holiday," figuring I would know which one she meant.