Poetry in action

Poetry in action
Within nature beats a heart

Friday, 1 July 2011

Being single and cellulite

What a pain it is to be single at my age, in some ways I'm more stable than I have ever been or as stable as a Gemini can be with our duality of nature, and wow is mine a duality and a half. 
Ok so I check out those stars that are the same age as me and wow do they look great, yes I am aware that much of it is due to the old nip and tuck and the old botox oh and of course access to the many treatments out there for flabby legs and cellulite, god I hate that stuff, I mean what purpose does it serve other than to depress the hell out of those of us who are afflicted with it, I work out I do repetitive leg exercises until I cant do any more but still the bloody stuff gloats at me the minute i turn my head towards the mirror, huffal puff.. oh and as I'm getting older I seem to have developed this annoying pocket of fat that sits upon my hips, you know the stuff most young girls seem to display so proudly and to which I wrinkle up my nose and think cover up girl.. I asked my son who has spent years studying sports to be told when I asked the question how to I get rid of this fat "lipo" yep youths answer to problem areas is Lipo.. Cant afford that soo the battle continues.. I figure that I need to loose a little more weight I'm 7.11 at the mo so a few more pounds wont hurt, this stuff has to go I mean at some point I may if I'm really lucky have to get naked in front of some Adonis (yea right) and he's not going to want to see dimples ! Here's a funny one told to me by a very wonderful lady in her eighties, an old sailors saying, " who looks at the grate when their poking the fire", is this true ? only a guy can help me out here,..
I had a life is really great day today, I lazed in bed got up pottered, painted the decking and cut the grass cleaned the house through, actually it doesn't sound that great does it but hey ho I was busy, and then to the gym followed by a long run around the fields, bliss.. and now I in bed again with a glass of rather nice wine

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