Inspiration

After much head-shaking at the current state of my abdomen-after the same received more exposure than usual during our trip to Boracay. I have made a pledge to not get back in shape (this implies I was actually in shape at some point), but to transform this bouncy tub of lard I call my body into something close to what artists and poets can draw inspiration from. I discussed my plans with the wife and she was very supportive, even promising me an extremely lucrative reward should I succeed. But I feel I must first prepare my body for the horrors that await it. Them diet pills will never see what hit them.