fitness again, right now I am feeling like a stroppy teenager who has come off the football field having missed two kicks at goal and in a fit of pique throws his football boots on to the ground looking at them somewhat accusatory and this is exactly how I feel but it is not my boots I am annoyed at it is my buggered body that is deserving of my derision and it would take a feat of supreme physical flexibility that is far beyond my and most peoples i suspect and even those double jointed asian and indian people to be able to throw one’s self to the ground
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Sounds like you need either a) some of the “hairdryer” treatment from the manager (not likely as effort/application hardly seems the issue); or b) one of your old school buddies, who is simply too lazy to contemplate cranking out 4 miles a day himself, to say “take it easy on yourself mate”. A wise person once said “Progress is Happiness”, so be happy. Admittedly that might have just been some tosser on YouTube, I don’t remember, but it is good advice just the same.
Reminds me of my other favourite piece of advice “Don’t get bitter, get better” – which is the comedian Billy Birmingham pretending to be Kerry Packer talking to Richie Benaud !!!
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