early morning jiggles

in a startling change of my usual morning ritual (shut off alarm, whimper, cry a little bit, beg for C to make breakfast followed by a whipping off of the covers while saying very bad words and going to the shower still saying very very bad words) I got up and went running. SHUT UP! I did so. I met up with two very lovely ladies by the names of M and L and we ran for 4K.

it's all hot and soppy wet outside, even at 6:30AM but i ran. and i felt new love and understanding for the kylie plan, the regime, that i started out lo' almost six months ago. i was right all along - it is a good idea and now all my bonbon eating, 24 'i love you kiefer' catatonia is catching up with me. now i have to cram all my fitness and ass-lifting into the next four weeks to meet my July 1 deadline., she says while eating and apple spelt SPELT! muffin. good gawd.

also, on my run, i could feel my bum bouncing up and down--more than my boobs. that ain't good.