Exercise

I need to go exercise. I missed last night. I'm tired tonight, but that's a dangerous groove to fall into. Or maybe I'll call it a rut.

I don't want to get a big belly, any bigger than this. I had everything under control for a while. Then I backslid.

If I showed up to buy a girdle, they'd be going, "We can't manage the impossible."

So I must ... must ... and I resolve that I will ... go do the treadmill and all that.