"Operation Goodbye Spare Tire."

Joy's back,
After his first night away from home.
All is well now,
Except for the fact,
That he has to wear an Elizabeth collar,
To prevent him from touching the wound on his leg.

Now I feel a lot less stressed up,
Knowing that Joy's always there when I open the door.

He must be damn tired,
Cos he's too lazy to get up and drink,
Even when he's thirsty,
So I've to bring the water bowl to him.

Well,
Actually I'm deadbeat too.
I went jogging on both Monday and Tuesday,
For just the second time since this blog was started.

I've finally decided to do something about my spare tire,
After getting a sponsorship,
Of a pair of running shoes from my brother.
That was in return for a day's work as fashion consultant,
Because he needed my help to source for a suit,
And some decent shoes for his overseas conference.

Back to the jogging issue.
I was so tired after running for 2 consecutive days,
I couldn't get out of bed today.

And so I wasted my off day lying in bed in recovery.
So obviously,
I didn't run today.

But trust me,
I'm gonna get my washboard abs back very soon.