Paradigm shift

Since the last time I posted, I have been true to my word and have been shedding a few skins, but now it seems the plot thickens. Thick is bad, so I've decided to step it up a notch. Grabbing the fat cow by the horns, 'twas time for the "Couch to 5 k" program, regimen, regime.

This evening was my first day, and I must say, it has prompted a desire in my lungs and in my heart which they haven't felt in a long time, namely, to escape my body and run away forever, or rather, climb off and leave my demented muscles to their self-flagellating activities. In other words, I know how a knight must have felt for running in full plate armor, for that is exactly the excess weight I am carrying. I am a knight, clad in useless, fluffy, unsightly armor. And I shall not renounce this regimen until I learn to take it off once and for all.

The eventually Thin Paper Harlequin