26/01/2005
The Secret Weapon...
Diet
OK, I admit it, I may have lost 2 pounds depending on the angle at which I stand on the scales.
Imagine my ears pricking up (and they are a considerable size, to enhance your image) when I learned that at least two of my friends are employing- and I have to whisper this, personal trainers to visit them in their own homes...
Imagine this, if you will... dh's car pulls out of the yard, and a tanned, toned young man sweeps in on his Yamaha, or Suzuki (at least that's the scene playing out in my own mind)
Stripping off his leathers our young stud is ready for action...
Excuse me, while I collect myself for a moment...
But my theory is this... why not lose the flab first? Stud second?
Non?
Or am I missing something?
Yes, you are missing something, and intentionally, you naughty naughty girl, you know you are...
Yep, girls, I'm sticking to fantasy- it's safer. Fantasy- and my secret weapon, an exercise bike.
Have to confess I had a 'near death' moment just now after only five minutes That's why I'm writing so early- just to prove to myself that I'm still alive...
Unfit? Moi?
Love to all from your exhausted friend
Susan
OK, I admit it, I may have lost 2 pounds depending on the angle at which I stand on the scales.
Imagine my ears pricking up (and they are a considerable size, to enhance your image) when I learned that at least two of my friends are employing- and I have to whisper this, personal trainers to visit them in their own homes...
Imagine this, if you will... dh's car pulls out of the yard, and a tanned, toned young man sweeps in on his Yamaha, or Suzuki (at least that's the scene playing out in my own mind)
Stripping off his leathers our young stud is ready for action...
Excuse me, while I collect myself for a moment...
But my theory is this... why not lose the flab first? Stud second?
Non?
Or am I missing something?
Yes, you are missing something, and intentionally, you naughty naughty girl, you know you are...
Yep, girls, I'm sticking to fantasy- it's safer. Fantasy- and my secret weapon, an exercise bike.
Have to confess I had a 'near death' moment just now after only five minutes That's why I'm writing so early- just to prove to myself that I'm still alive...
Unfit? Moi?
Love to all from your exhausted friend
Susan
