no sweat.

the weather was fab today.

good enough to go for a run!

round kelvingrove park,

nearly died on the slope up university avenue,
down byres road.

past somerfields,

too winded to attempt botanical gardens
(which is a pretty place btw)
then back home.

wind in my hair; on my face. no sweat.

ran until the insides of my thighs were raw from rubbing against my scratchyscratchy trackpants. no sweat.
panting like a maniac when i got back. but still no sweat.

2weeks of mabel's fabulous deep-fried (!!!) doughnuts,
muller's yoghurt on alternate days

tesco's strawberry cheesecake
sitting on my bigfat bum learning how to knit.

turns me into a lump of lard that can't even handle a 30min run

argharghargh

andijustdiscoverediputonFREAKING2kgtoday!

:(