My new view from my home gym beats the view of the Central line.
For the last couple of weeks I've been turning my spare room into a gym room, storing my new rowing machine, hand weights, medicine ball, and various other equipment. This week I finally "moved in," saving me thrice weekly trips to the gym.
Immediately I noticed one great advantage: my view. Instead of looking out over the Central line tracks, I now have a view of my cow-filled pasture.
I'd say that's worth the price of a rowing machine, as well as the time I spent cleaning out the room. Cows, it turns out, are great inspiration for working out.
