Had a long winded conversation with my boss about the virtues of working out(him) and different excuses against it (me). Easy for him to go to the gym regularly at the age of 50, esp since he used to be in the army! Not for an anti-sweat activist such as me, who can only manage one and half crunches.
But it was quite cute how he worried about what kind of workout I might enjoy, after I mentioned how I DETEST it, always have, even as a kid. I happen to mention I like swimming and walking. And his face lit up until I added how swimming in chlorine water ruins my hair (hair which is far more important than a perfect body) and can't walk now coz I'm wearing high heels :D

So finally we decided (well he did) that I could go for a walk in the morning with my running shoes on for 20 minutes. Welllll, I do hv a nice park in front of my house, I own a pair of comfortable shoes that makes me look like a hobbit :P and I DO wake up early - sooo I momentarily shut up and thought about it. THEN, he says I could take the CAT for a walk :D and I was sold! Tush would look so cute in a leash. *Day dreaming of us taking long walks in the early mornings, him chasing butterflies and me looking smug and thin*