After a few intense subjects in the last few days, this blogger happily welcomed a stupid move of his own yesterday as an excuse for a lighter piece.
Then, right before writing, I got a new follower. And that nice person wrote this comment on my About page ^^up there ^^:
“Thanks for raising awareness on important issues. please keep going “
Sigh! Well first, the best of welcomes, Evans but as Murphy’s law would have it, here I am foregoing important issues and jesting instead. Sorry, mate!
The keep going part will come nonetheless though as it was already my intention to do so and you can rejoice that you have not hindered that in any way!
A strange thing is that if I remember correctly, you are the 4th or 5th personal trainer type in my followers. It seems that I attract you guys along with about as many life coaches?
I’m not sure for the coaching but the sports part is very me indeed and although I have spoken little of it, it should surface eventually!
I’m jumping on the ol’ MTB for a spin right after finishing this post by the way!
As for the funny story, it goes thus : I remembered the second issue of the American magazine Maxim yesterday. It had a nice and laugh out loud funny piece where the author copied the Gay Coming Out style and instead put the word guy and the accompanying habits. Just admit proudly that you’re a GUY was the intent.
It came back to mind yesterday before supper. Being late for previous cooking plans, I decided to take advantage of the dubious benefit of living in an environment where one can get frozen pizzas to simplify my food preparation. Grabbed my coat, my backpack and headed out for the supermarket. As I stepped out of the house, it sprang to me that the backpack I had chosen was much too small for a pair of full sized pizzas though. So, what do you think I did : turn around and get a bigger one?
Nope! No way, Jose! Instead, I succumbed to a guy attack and simply thought to myself :
-”Never mind a bigger pack, I’ll just fold the pizzas! ! ! “
Sigh! Just like a guy, huh? If push comes to shove, just shove harder or something like that?
Oh, well! It’s simpler to just admit it : “I am a guy.” And it seems it can’t be helped!
Good day gang with your own respective quirkiness, Tay.