After 6 days writing this blog i have found myself onto the Google listings, search “real fat boy run” or “the real run fat boy run” among others and there i am!! Brilliant!! Which means i should now start to receive some organic traffic to the blog, which is the only way it will grow. Starting on the 23rd April my view numbers have gone; 6, 15, 96, 131, 102 and today so far its on 20. I cant really argue with that can i…..?
Today is a recovery mission to get back friendly with my girlfriend, we had a bit of a tiff last night. You don’t need to know the details, but its a long running disagreement between us that usually ends with the same result, me getting a smack!! To be honest i think she is scared of me losing the 6 stone, being fit to die for and attracting the glares of many more women folk… But i might be wrong so don’t tell her i said that!! I must still be in the bad books because its 1.17pm and i still haven’t had any dinner…..
Depending on how well you know me, you will either be happy or upset to know that the Vietnamese River Cobbler (Pongas) did not kill me. BUT…. I did have my appendix out 3 weeks ago and my other half still thinks its a good idea to punch me square in the belly button. So i do have a pain there this morning, time will tell if its the fish of little motorbikes or punch of little girlfriend. Her excuse is that I’m tall and she is not (i am 6ft 6 and weigh 22 stone, she is 5ft 1 and weighs 6 stone) so when she punches me its the only place she can reach, I’m yet to be convinced. But giving the final words to the fish..It was very nice!
15 days to no more cigarettes and my legs moving for more than a trip to the fridge….
Toodlepip.
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