Resolute

Perhaps a better subject for this would have been Tired. You'll understand why in just a moment or three, I think.

Genties and ladlemen, I am tired.

I am tired of looking like a beachball with legs. I am tired of wheezing for breath when I do something so simple as schlep a particularly full basket of laundry upstairs. I am tired of so simple an activity as feeding my cats in the morning being cause for immense back pain.

Here and now I'm swearing to the lot of yez I am going to get myself in a physical condition where I *don't* move around like an asthmatic pregnant heifer. So help me Ghu, it ends. Not here and now, because unless some kind soul among yez has a magic wand handy, this will take time.

But the journey of a thousand miles, and all that.