"Fifty eight, fifty nine.." you could hear Simon pant from the living room, currently having playtime with your toddler, so you choose to investigate, leaning by the doorway as you fondly watch the two.

The little one's splayed out on Simon's back, giggling as Si does his pushups, finding the rhythmic up and down elevation and deelevation fun, as Simon counted his reps.

"Sixty two, sixty three.. this is lightwork, bub.. I need a bit more challenge.. you weigh a bloody feather.." he huffed, then spotted you, and nodded you over.

"C'mon. Join us, yeah? I need a tad bit more weight on m'. Hop on."