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I'm starting to think that I'm injury prone.

Due to all the cakes which I stuff down my throat, I have to go to the gym a lot in order to avoid becoming porky pretty much instantly. I tend to vary my exercises - weights, running, swimming, pretending to be a ninja - which means that I never really get to be indestructably butch* but I don't get bored either.
Back in November, Ninja Master went on holiday so I started to do more running to make up. After a week or so of this, my knee went.
"Never mind!" I thought. "I'll just stick to the weights until I'm better."
After a couple of weeks of that I picked up a shoulder strain.
"Never mind!" I thought. "My knee is better so I can start running again!"
I bet you can see where this is going. After a week or so of that, my foot went with Planar Fasciitis, which is jolly painful, thanks for asking.
"Never mind!" I thought. "I'll stick to swimming until my shoulder and foot are better!"
So I set out to swim a couple of miles three or four times a week.
Little did I know just how much this would cause the muscles in my back to lock up which is, once again, quite astonishingly painful - and three months after he went on holiday, I'm still not back at Ninja High. I wonder what part of me I'll break next?

Ehh, am I getting old, or what?


^{*Despite years of ninja-ing, I still can't do either the death touch or the helicopter kick, never mind at the same time.}

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I just received an email from somebody named "Paramedical T. Seepage" offering me a larger penis.
Oddly, the name doesn't inspire confidence.