Did loads of planting today. Got given loads of plants and planted them all in today with help from my assistant scientist.

It’s quite nice to just sit there planting away, digging little holes with a spoon. Very relaxing.

I imagine that Titchmarsh never gets stressed.

Everyone knows that you think that you need to lose weight. Which I do a little, I am going to get active at least. I’m not a bloater just incase you don’t know me.

Digging a hole here……

Anyway, I don’t need Vikki or Kevin in JJB sports knowing that.

Even if no one thinks that, it’s still rubish walking around a shop having no idea what I’m looking at.

Some shorts had those meshy pants in them, but they wasn’t swimming shorts. Am I meant to assume that I don’t need to wear proper underwear with them when jogging?

The mesh-pants-less shorts I bought were in the running section, so I should be safe.

Also, a very close friend who shall remain nameless, I’ll call them Elbow for now says that I’ve bought “sitting shorts” because they don’t think I’ll use them for running.

I’ll just “sit and play computer games” in them.

One of my unexplainable stupid brain quirks is that I hate being told:

• What to do
• What not to do
• What I should be doing
• What I need to be doing

Basically, I don’t like advice. I know that’s wrong, and I’m getting more used to dealing with it.

But even worse, is being told that I won’t be doing something that I don’t really want to do in the first place. That’s like anti-support. But hey, everyone’s entitled to their opinion on my lazy ways.

So yeah, I’m going to try and get active. Done some sit ups and house excercises this morning anyway.

So, that will counter act the 12 packs of pork scratchings I ate in the bathroom at work.