Georgie's weight-loss programme continues . . .
ButterCup made me spend the entire day yesterday running laps, and the whole time she just SAT there, watching, and kept buzzing at me, “Run it off, run it off!”.
It was almost supper time when she finally said, “Okay, that’s enough for today, but we’ll bee continuing this tomorrow. Meet me back here at the crack of dawn tomorrow morning - or else.”
Geeeeeeze.
Okay fine. I got up way too early this morning and reluctantly met ButterCup at the gym. When I got there, she said, “I’ve got something to help build your enthusiasm for this necessary undertaking.” Then she pulled out this ridiculously-small WorkOut Outfit.
“Pink?” I asked.
“Yes, Pink. The colour of vitality. The colour of dedication to a cause. The colour of success. By the time we finish with you, this article of Motivational Clothing will bee baggy on you. Now put it on.”
So I did that.
I need to ask something here: Do you think that it should bee impossible to breathe or move around in Motivational Clothing? I mean, I like to bee motivated as much as the next bee, but I also enjoy beeing able to breathe, for cryin’ out loud.
I’m just really glad she didn’t get me the matching Biking Togs. I just couldn’t handle the ridicule.
So I gotta go. ButterCup just informed me that my break is over and that the Pirate’s class she signed me up for is about to beegin. I dunno what learning to bee a Pirate has to do with all this, but if I know what’s good for me, I’ll cooperate. (At least, that’s what ButterCup just said.)
I hope everybody has an amazingly vivacious day!
I’ll see ya’ later!
PS: ButterCup told me it’s not a Pirate’s class. It’s supposedly called “Pilates” or something like that. I hafta say, I’m very relieved. I’m really not that fond of wearing eye patches.