It was a decent workout, in fact I overdid it most of the time, because I was exercising in a single passenger compartment, surrounded by a crowd of people who were waiting for their turn. To save myself from utter humiliation, I often set the dial for about ten pounds heavier than I was used to lifting aboard the Dutchman. The agonizing muscle cramps I got after the first time should have taught me a lesson, but I’m a guy, so I’m genetically predisposed to doing stupid things over and over. I didn’t even have the excuse of saying ‘hold my beer’.
