Back to the gym

Today feels like our first "normal" day in Rome. We woke up early to got the gym, just a 3 minute walk from our house and now are having an absolutely delicious chocolata caldo at a nearby cafe, a perfect reward for our exertions this morning but most likely cancelling out any benefits from the workout. The gym is small but clean and well equipped. My trainer's name is Aramis but it should be Adonis. He's Cuban with a perfectly sculpted body and a wide smile. I ask him to talk to me in Italian and he laughs (in a nice way) at my feeble efforts to speak. I tell him I like to work hard. We'll see....