Look, I even put 'em on!
Oh yes, I've been RUNNING in them!
And I looked like this before I went:
Sadly I don't have any photos apres running, but Mitch can vouch for me!
Thursday, 21 June 2007
Runnin'
Remember how I said I was on a treadmill? Well, it was to get a pair of running shoes. You know, for running. The things I do to get the right fit eh? Still, check out these bad boys:
Look, I even put 'em on!
Oh yes, I've been RUNNING in them!
And I looked like this before I went:
Sadly I don't have any photos apres running, but Mitch can vouch for me!
Look, I even put 'em on!
Oh yes, I've been RUNNING in them!
And I looked like this before I went:
Sadly I don't have any photos apres running, but Mitch can vouch for me!
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hurray! photos! You Scots might like fried food but you sure are civilized - running in a polo shirt? Well, I never . . .
Is that a Fred Perry shirt?
Too good for the likes of you young man. You fucking poser!
And you do not wear black socks with white shoes you dipshit. Fashion faux pas like a muthafukka!
Who's that bird in the picture behind you? Your personal trainer?
Sneakers? Get with the programme, Rags. Footwear is a negligible factor in the quest for physical perfection. If you're serious about getting fit, if you really want to buttress those thighs, then I suggest you pilfer a page from the book of McNeil. What you want is my 'Gin and Din' diet. You eat only dinner and drink only gin. It's got a catchy name and it won't ameliorate your consumpitve sins, but since when was that the point of diets?
My diet is about looking ostensibly slim, as long as you don't take your shirt off. If you're a show-off, then forget this diet. What you do is this: wake up at around 3-4pm. Go back to sleep for a couple of hours*. Get up for around 7pm and have dinner. Spend the rest of the night drinking gin with Rose's lime coridal, ice and a touch of soda water. Go to bed at around 6am, or until your parents get up. If you have any booze left, take it up to bed with you, in case you wake up during the afternoon.
*If there's a lot of noise when you wake up, then by all means finish off last night's booze at this point.
Repeat until slim.
Bonus: You stay slimish.
Minus: You have to go to Asda.
Cheers for the advice McNeil- if it manages to keep you in the pristine physical condition that you say it does and I have seen with my own eyes then it can't be bad. Sadly my working life precludes said approach so I'll have to stick with running. Good shout though.
As for you Billiam, mucensy doesn't wear white socks. EVER. White socks are a fashion faux pas, no question. And Fred Perry? Why of course! And the girl in the picture behind me is Dora. She's lovely.
Dora is not lovely. She is dead.
Behold, North Muirton's answer to Richard Simmons.
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