I aint complaining

...Really I'm not.


Something has happened on my return from JA

I felt there was alot more effort in Lycra.

Mmmm.

Had I put on weight? No. But something really good had happened the junk had returned in the trunk. I was walking with my neck crooked behind me puzzled because it was so much more effort to carry off my normal stride.

Could the countless festivals and cornmeal and peanut porridge have kicked in, in such a short space of time? It seemed so. After reviewing some holiday pics my co'd and I gave each other a bug eyed stare at some of the beach shots. ' where the hell did that come from!'A few months back my diet had changed due to bad habits of cheap chicken shop food and lazy cooking in the evenings. Thus had deflated the gluteus maximus

Now with my cooking regime back on track I want to see how far I can take it...

Buffy levels?


Mmmm. Not sure how I would cope with a 48 inch ass. There is no way your ass should be 30 times bigger than your head right?