Day 14 of not smoking, And boy am I proud of myself, Thing is I feel tetchy and like I want to do something. So yeah I chose running, Cos I actually feel like I could, What I wanted was a bike but the pennies wont stretch so far until after Father Christmas has bled me dry, (I hate that big red dude) I spend all the money and he gets all the credit, Hardly fair is it?
Any way, I have seen people running and always thought they never look happy.......They look sweaty and out of breath and unhappy, But I need to shed some of the "I have quit smoking so gonna fill my fat face with anything containing more than 1000 calories over the space of 24 hours because I am bored and have nothing to do with my hands" weight. Not to mention that fact that restless leg syndrome has become really bad since I quit, Something to do with circulation no doubt, But its bleeding annoying. Maybe if I run my little legs off they will be too tired for the twitching at night.Then in the new year I can get a bike and cycle them off, At least cyclists look vaguely pleased with themselves.
I actually cant wait to traumatise people with my swinging jogging flesh. Should be interesting hahaha.
Always read something that will make you look good if you die in the middle of it. ~P.J. O'Rourke
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