In one of my favorite comic strips, even when it was painfully so, little Calvin of "Calvin And Hobbes" forced an acronym with his "club" called "G.R.O.S.S.": Get Rid Of Slimy girlS.

I took a group fitness class this morning to which, barring Dad's frequent Tuesday appointments, I look forward every week, a cardio kickbox. Our teacher corresponds to a cute expression about instructors called "chatty". That is, she explains and exorts a lot.

At the end today she spoked of the three C's of fitness and like Calvin took a liberty with the third one. This was "consistency, continuity and [dis]comfort". Well, as a veteran of a Catholic upbringing I say it could have been "CCD".

Maybe the discomfort pays off, well, differently and each individual makes a more conscious choice to endure such, with safe and good form, of course, to make it worth their while.