Put the shortbread down...tomorrow

When your legs are desperately trying to escape from the rips in your jeans (the rips are meant to be there, I'm not bursting out of my clothes like the Incredible Hulk) it may be the time to crack out the exercise DVD...

 

It has been sat in the above spot next to my tv since I bought it 2 weeks ago. No, that is not a biscuit next to it, it's shortbread and shortbread is way healthier. 

So tomorrow, I will be working my butt off. (Yes tomorrow, not today as I have the rest of the shortbread to finish.)

I'm worried that Josie's accent may grate on me however, my groaning will probably drown her out and besides, if she can shed half of her body, then I can pop one of the tyres around my stomach which is inflating by the day. 

I did look into pole dancing, but I have a fear that the pole will collapse while I am in a compromising position and life would never be the same...

So wish me luck...I'm kicking butt tomorrow! 

(Where did I put those shortbread?)