My Ungrateful Butt.

For once when I’ve decided to stop procrastinating and get my saggy butt moving this was the response.

Me: Ok I’m going jogging later.
Him: ?!!

How encouraging. But I totally deserved it. I merely jogged for 15 minutes and walked for another 5 minutes. Forget about the jogging stats (I know most people measure their progress in KM. HMPH.) and let’s move on to the less glamorous part of jogging.

Initially I was all dressed up to go burn the fats sitting on my ungrateful butt and thighs, but soon realized I look more like I’m going for a swim then a jog. I should thank the Romans for inventing mirrors in the 4000 BC (According to the all trustworthy source of knowledge - WikiAnswers )

I ended up looking like a middle aged lady all ready to burn her long-overdue-postnatal-fats. GRRR.