Saturday, May 28, 2011
this is very difficult for me to write to you... its just kinda...well, embarrassing for me to admit to you...what? oh, sorry ....let me take my shoes and socks off so you can hear me properly.
Right (and left) first of all I would like to say, I'm sorry, I am really genuinely desperately and unrelentingly sorry. I know that you have put up with a lot, shoved into stilettos, forked by flip flops, hidden in dark caves of musty winter boots...All the while wallowing away in an eternity of boredom. You waited patiently under desks, tapped your toes on floors while held captive and stationary...all the while thinking of your glory days...you lived for running the wing in teenage field hockey matches (on that note I'd also like to apologise to ankles but that's another story, for now...sorry about ripping you to shreds during tackles and for breaking you when I jumped out of that tree at 13...oops).
But honestly feet, I have taken that all on board. I know you love to run (in cushiony shoes). I'm getting there with you, I really really am...I'd run a marathon with you guys right now! yeah COME ON!! lets DO IT!!
Oh uhhh.... but ya know how heart and lungs get....
ya i know you don't need to tell me...lazy lazy lazy!
and did you know lungs used to be smokers??!!
ya i know...dis-gus-ting!
For SEVEN years!!!
but they're getting better, ah sure as for the heart you know how soppy he is, he'll just follow what lungs do...very insecure, constantly seeks their approval...happens when you live together to long...
So ok, game plan...You and I are completely ready to go, buuuuut lets just give the lungs and heart some easing in time, some good old runwalkrunwalk for like 5-6k few days a week...they'll love it, trust me.
Cool? awesome, come here and i'll give ya a pedicure and we'll go dancing tonight.