throe

being virtually out of shape, gaining loads and loads of weight and all the throbbing pains possible for a person my age, i'm trying to be disciplined in all sorts of endeavors. but sad to say, i'm failing big time. so i now look like a spongebob, rolling along in this world with all my unwanted fats. but despite the scary readings of the scale, i'm back to my old ways, reverting to the ningas cogon excuse of yore. however as the clothes keep gaining in size and the comments are getting harsher from naysayers, the idea of incorporating a few workout exercises in my circadian cycle is merely words. the otioseness hurts.