Wargamers aren't the healthiest or sportiest bunch.
I recall going to Salute on a couple of occasions when there was a Flora London Marathon registration day on at the same time. The sporty types, all looking very trim and healthy, and with women outnumbering men, were a stark contrast to the wargaming crowd gathering for Salute: almost 100% male, and with a significant quota (if not quite a preponderance) of overweight and unhealthy looking characters.
I noted with some alarm that I seemed to be headed more towards the physical model of the latter group, rather than the former. Hey-ho!
Having established that most wargamers aren't exactly paragons of the Olympian physical ideal, it's perhaps no surprise to learn that pretty much every wargamer suffers from piles... piles of unpainted figures, that is. And I confess, I'm one for whom the painting ointment treatment is desperately needed. Sorry about this, but it's going to get gruesomely graphic: what follows isn't pretty, it's a picture of my piles:
I've got most of the units for the French army, except that my Polish contigent is rather thin (about 10%: two and half battalions, as opposed to 21!). But, although not all the units are complete yet, I do have almost 30 of the approximately 33-ish French battalions! And I've got all the cavalry and most of the necessary guns.
But this all means I've got vast amounts of painting to do... aaarrrgh!! Here's the painting workbench, as is, with two infantry battalions and three-and-a-bit cavalry regts on the go. The 'and-a-bit' element is a single squadron of the 28th Chasseurs a Cheval, which I've nearly finished, and will probably post pics of as my next post on here.