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Thursday 3 October 2013

Tuck shop lady arms...

I’m terribly impressed with this new talent I have. Every so often when I run I hear my flabby underarms clap. That’s a special new thing in my life. While I’m fitter than I’ve ever been and my biceps are pretty damn fine looking, the underarms – bat wings, tuck shop lady arms – are just hanging there. Initially I was pissed due to all the effort I was putting in only to have this clapping stuff going on if I hold my arms low as I run. Bodies huh? It’s always something. Just when you think you’re doing great, your body says – "Hmmm, I think she needs a headache, possibly a stubbed toe and lets shove on some cellulite – oh wait – what about a pimple on her nose? Yeah! Or maybe a really good, snotty cold and it end it with uncontrollable hiccups.”  


I have decided to look at the underarm issue as positive. Let’s face it, applause is good. Take it anyway you can I reckon.  

**Tuck shop = is a like a cafeteria/lunch room in a school.  

1 comments:

anny cook said...

Mine are almost big enough to use as wings...