Exercise, both the love and br scourge of my life, in foolish br bravado I ascended the million br steps to the Union Buildings - br nearly choked to death in the br attempt to defy gravity by br marching smartly br br In the end I struggled up at br a sedate rate gasping for air, br all visions of glory gone, once br at the top I saw all the lunch- br time joggers clutching water br bottles passing, I took the br descending road br br This time gravity made me br dance a fast fandango down br into the city - I think exercise br should be kept for going to the br library, the Union Buildings with br its army of slim and trim joggers br is not my scene br br I only want to be fit enough br to read my book without br falling over with fatigue...