"Bitsandpieces" will be the name of my new type of posts. Short stories, in a couple sentences.

In Tel-Aviv, one of the taxi driver who became a good friend of mine, explained that he realized he did not do any exercise and he wanted that to change. He drove his car 8 hours a day, always sitting, never really walked/run, etc. So when his friends asked him to join them to play football, once a week, he was happy to say yes. He also told his wife he was about to play football, so he went shopping and bought football trainers, just to play it "properly. Then the first match day came, he ran around 10 minutes, got exhausted, stopped running. Went off the field.

Next week he did not show up

I was laughing hearing his story, because It reminded myself to my own but the SAME story about running ....