Over the last few weeks a few people have asked me if Two Fat Laddies is still going.
I’ve asked myself the same question.
There are always a million excuses why I haven’t got my shit together.
Time, work, family….the fact some arse thought it would be a great idea to steal my bike from the stairwell.
None of them cut it.
Both Shaun and I work pretty hard, but we need to make the time to get fit, for everybody’s sake.
I met Angie the other night for the first time in months. It was painfully embarrassing as she scanned my girth and asked, kindly, how I was getting on. I didn’t need to say any words.
(As an aside, she is now stepping out with one of my oldest pals in the world, so that’s good.)
Anyway.
It’s a measure of how much attention I have been paying to Two Fat Laddies that I hadn’t even noticed Shaun’s call to arms until this morning, as I read his most recent post over my sausage sandwich.
So, game on – Virgin Active ahoy.
Tomorrow lunch time I sign up.
