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The shame
I make a list of Things I Will Achieve This Year. So far, there is only the one item.
1. Exercise.
Oh dear. There is a perfectly serviceable park, almost directly opposite Wibble Towers. Here, I could begin to gently improve my woeful and utterly laughable level of fitness. All I have to do is avoid times when certain lissome and lithe young gentlemen and ladies are prone to grace the park in their hi-tech joggers and poncey retro trainers.
The sight of me wheezing in my ancient bedraggled togs would be quite anathematic to their delicate sporting aesthetics. Poor things. No; I shall protect them and appear there undercover of night, or early morning - wearing a paper bag over my head.
Comments (4)
paper bag over head .... and hide your most redeeming factor... Johnny Handsome...... Good luck , keep at it...... you can you can you can....
Ooh a gym. The horror, the horror...
Exercise... groan... I'm hoping that the gym down the road will accidentally burn down, then I have an excuse not to go any more.
Eh, why don't you do the opposite go out jogging at the height of the 'beautiful peoples' fashion parade in a bright pink lycra skin tight body suit. Coughing and wheezing (ever-so dramatically) and enthusiastically wave and talk to all onlookers, bystanders and fellow joggers. Give it about a week...the park will soon be your own!!!