"You look well!" are words I dread to hear; It means I have put on weight; Probably a result of all the beer, Of which I drink many a crate!
I know it's affectionate, Just a compliment and an observation, And I know I've been a bit decadent: Stuffed my face like a bear before hibernation!
So at the moment I'm full of self-pity, No gym for me for the next twenty years, I have two young kiddies, Healthy living for me is now in arrears!
So what to do? What's the fix? Go for a run when they've gone to bed? Simply too tired and then there's Netflix, See, I now have the motivation of the walking dead!
But seriously, I need to get fit, Make the kids a part of a health regime, Get me off my comfy seat, And get me back some self-esteem!