First off, there's the thing I've got to get out of the way. No, I'm not a divorcée with five kids. I'm a dude who had a stroke almost five years ago. As such, my left side is fucked askew. . I workout on the daily trying to get things back to some semblance of normalcy. The doctors say it's not likely to happen, but what do they know with their years or schooling? The Greeks would call this kind of futility a Hero's Trial. It might seem like I'm trying to make my struggle more epic than it is, but the guy who played Hercules had a stroke, too, and he gym ratted it up and didn't let it affect him.
Call me gimp. Call me a punk. Call me a geek. Call me a creeper. Call me ugly. Call me an asshole. Call me Ishmael. Actually, don't do that last one because I haven't read Moby Dick yet. I'm saving that one.