Today is one of those annoying days where there are too many meetings. Ive got a pile of work on my desk and meetings all afternoon. Started the day with a cold morning plog. So discouraging when I think Im really moving along on my plog and the 80 year old guy with the weird walk passes you on the fly. I console myself with the fact that he is at least a foot taller then me and has a much longer stride. Thats my story and Im sticking to it. I know it was cold today because the gazelle was wearing a tshirt over her sports bra. She of course was still wearing those really short running shorts. Lucky her....she does not have to contend with the chafe. I on the other hand have thighs that could rub the wale out of industrial strength corduroy. Put nylon on those babies and you can hear me coming from a mile away. Stranded on a deserted island, all you need is my thighs in nylons and you got a fire starter. You see...this is what happens as my mind wanders on my painfully slow plogs.
Posted on: Tue, 08 Apr 2014 18:38:07 +0000
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