wot i did to day #5

this afternoon my legs had stopped working. along with the paranoia of deep veined thrombosis (DVT) i decided to go for a jog in the park. thankfully this park has many benches and after a gruelling two minutes run i collapsed onto the nearest one.

twenty minutes later i was ready to continue my exercise regime and started to jog again. the remains of a snowman provided a natural hurdle to test my balance. the pile of snow looked so small in the distance but it loomed up ominously in its melted massiveness. with gritted teeth i managed to jump it to the thought of winning olympic 110m hurdles gold medal.

a further 10 minutes of jogging came to an abrupt end due to internal injury. i certainly wouldn't recommend eating two bacon sandwiches made with lean smoked meat , respectfully grilled until each slice just about keeps in the moisture yet the fat has turned crispy , soft white sliced bread spread over with locally churned butter , topped with cherry tomato halves and a good dollop of fresh mayonoise before exercising.

perhaps next time i'll feed the ducks .