We’ve had the Tubby Toe Incident (a few times over if I am to be honest), but this morning, well, this morning we had my first serious Chubby Calf Incident.
There I was, checking my e-mails while pulling on my boots when the zip unzipped. Not from the top because that would be far too easy to rectify. No, it unzipped in the middle. I assume, because it could no longer contain the chubby calf within. So with 5 minutes before I had to nosedive out the front door (and still needing to shut down the laptop, pack my bag and feed the cats) I was trapped in my boot. Not the best start to the week…
So the un-fatness plan is back on with a vengeance (again). And luckily I was given just the sort of daft present for my birthday that appeals to a Pog and could help in the invigorated un-fatness plan. Yes, it’s a ‘Waist Torsion Disc’!
I had a go earlier. All I achieved is 2 confused cats who looked like they may actually start to laugh and a very bemused neighbour who spied me through the window before I spied him… It’s early days though. There are far more neighbours to bemuse and in the process I may even find my waist. And lose my chubby calves. (Please let me dream)
Now where did I put that left over jam roly-poly? I could probably mange to eat it while on the Waist Torsion Disc and burn the calories as I eat them. No? Oh sod it, I’ll just sit on the sofa and enjoy it properly. Maybe Norman can find his waist while I watch and laugh at him… :o)