I’ve been struggling to fit workouts into my week between grading essays and avoiding copy machine small talk. My trainer mentioned combining legs and arms days recently, and I thought it sounded silly. Like something out of a nursery rhyme, not a real workout plan. But I gave it a go. Turns out, cutting one gym day loose means I get to linger over my vanilla latte in the staff lounge a little longer before heading home. My quads are still screaming, but I actually have time to grade a stack of sonnets without rushing. It’s not perfect, but it works for me.