"You've got thin legs..."
It's an observation I've heard before, but usually only from d, because let's face facts here, she's probably the only person I'm generally comfortable showing my bike-honed pins to on a regular basis.
This time the observation came from Phil, my friend who's been over from New Zealand for a couple of weeks. We grabbed a final lunchtime coffee together before he bogged off back to the other side of the world where clearly, given the evidence of his happiness, he belongs.
Not that Phil's in the habit of looking at guys' legs - as d would say, he's just Welsh. But this week has been unashamedly shorts weather, so I've been unashamedly wearing them.
"Yeah," I agreed. "That's cos you can exercise your legs pretty much sitting down. It was my exercise of choice in the early days of this Disappearing lark."
He sniffed.
"Worked," he acknowledged.
And so it did. I now have a look less like the classic Sontaran (a sci-fi race essentially like a short, bald Mr Potato-head in a suit of neckless armour), and more like a frog in dissection class - all spindly legs and bulbous body. And come Friday morning and my next spin class, I'll probably also have the bulging eyes, too.
This week of gorgeous but slightly ridiculous warm weather though has also had a lethargic effect on me - I did no walking today. I did no biking today. No gymming, no swimming, no spinning, no nothing. Nada. Zip. Zilcho!
If my body is a temple, then today there have been polite but forceful signs put up all over it saying "Do Not Disturb!"
I've been busy - don't get me wrong - but busy doing a range of things that can be done from a comfy sofa. When I explained this to d, with a tinge of guilt, she grinned.
"Let it go, Disappearoboy. You can have a day off to have a Real Life..."
I guess, technically, she's right. Normally, I have Tuesday 'off' from exercise, as it's a) the day after Monday with its ubercommute and b) the furthest I can get from a weigh-in! but this week, I spun and swam on Tuesday, so maybe I should declare today an Honorary Tuesday and have done with it.
Yes. I declare this Honorary Tuesday...open.
Annnnd now I declare it over with. Bedtime beckons. Tomorrow, there must be exercise.
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