Health Tips from an Avowed Couch Potato (T – 33 Weeks)
So I’ve agreed to do a partial marathon race for some cause (handful of flowers? fistful of roses? a palm of poinsettias? I can never keep my causes straight).
My wife suggests that maybe I should consider getting into shape. No worries, though. I checked myself out in the mirror, and I am in shape.
Lumpy is a shape, right?