Get Into Shape
Get into Shape.
It's now or never, its time to get this flesh into shape.
No excuses, no dithering, I'm starting today, the goal is to
get into that wedding dress.
Routine is what I need, cut out the fat, sugars, and take-out meals.
I've got a personal trainer coming today, to get me in the "zone" he's called Nigel.
Signed up with the local leisure centre to do, swimming, twice a week, belly dancing on wednesday evenings.
One month later my hour glass figure is appearing, I can touch mytoes.
Lycra clad, I've got the fittness bug, going cycling with Nigel on Saturday.
Warming up, cooling down, its all part of the fun.
The wedding dress is put on hold, my fiance, say's he can't keep up, so much for getting into shape.
Copyright © Jane Gomm | Year Posted 2018
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