I'm very excited. Just booked flights for a trip to Spain at the end of August for Cristina and Brian's wedding. It's my first wedding abroad and I expect it to be a slick affair. I wouldn't expect anything less from Cristina - who is the most organised person I know, bar myself! I was originally going just for the weekend, but it seemed quite a long way to go for two nights (who am I kidding?), so thought I'd make a holiday out of it. For those who know me, I don't need any excuse to take a holiday. So decision made. It's made even better as Mel, an old uSwitch friend and fellow guest has decided to join me for an extended break. There's going to be carnage.
The only thing in my way? My belly.
Most of my friends say, what belly Mike - there's nothing of you. And this maybe true. On first glances, I am a skinny (one might say athletic) guy. However - the trouble with being skinny (and not working out enough, eating too much cheese and consuming body weight in chips and dips), as for most - any excess sits on my waist. As my Mum says, here comes the fat-thin man. Nice. But she does have a point.
Of course, this is easily eradicated. Run more and eat less bad stuff. However, for me, this is quite difficult - as I'm lazy when it comes to exercise and I do like naughty fatty stuff. But - I also know I want to look passible on the beach - because if you're already a skinny bloke, you might as well go the extra mile and be ripped. I know I'm not gonna be ripped in six weeks, like Men's Health like to convince Joe Normal that they could be, but a flat stomach is a distinct possibility - if I put my mind to it!
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