Got home from work, strapped on the gutties and off I jogged. I am a running machine!
Not literally, obviously. Things would be a bit weird if I were to lie in my local gym allowing people to run on the spot on top of me. Besides, if any item of furniture sums up my outlook on life, its a comfy plastic chair in the cafe, near the drinks machine and with a nice view of the swimming pool.
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