Story 1 - Once there were these two frogs in fell into a bucket of milk. One struggled for a bit, but quickly realized that fighting would do no good and gave up. He sank to the bottom of the bucket and drowned. However, the second frog decided that he was going to give up without a fight, so he kicked and swam with all his might. Much to his surprise, his constant churning turned the cream into butter and he was able to hop out of the bucket.
Moral: Never stop fighting.
Story 2 - Once there were these two frogs who fell into a patch of quicksand. The first one decided that he wasn’t going to give up without a fight, so he kicked and swam with all his might. Much to his surprise, his constant churning sent him straight to the bottom of the pit where he promptly drowned. The second frog quickly realized that fighting would do no good, so he calmly stretched out and made no movement. His lack of motion allowed him to float on the surface of the quicksand, and eventually, he eased himself to the edge of the pit.
Moral: Stop fighting... no... that's terrible. Ummm, how about "Never play near quicksand"?
Tuesday, May 26, 2015
Friday, May 22, 2015
Jingle Jangle
I Want My Body Back
I want my body back, body back, body back
I want my body back, body back, body back
Don’t go to Chili’s!
Body back … Reelz!
The Fatta Song
Don’t ya wanna not get fatta?
Don’t ya wanna not get fatta?
Don’t ya wanna not get fatta?
Don’t ya wanna not get fatta?
Check-in on the Sea
Ask any mermaid
You happen to see,
What's a good exercise?
Swimming, you see!
I Can Bring Home the Bacon
I can bring home the bacon,
Fry it up in a pan.
Whoops, I forgot that’s not on the plan.
Because I'm a veeeeegan,
V-E-G-A-N. Eatsomebeets.
The Post-Workout Mix
Owww Owww Owww Owww,
Owww Owww Owww Owww,
Owww Owww Owww Owww Owww Owww Owww Owww
Owww Owww Owww Owww,
Owww Owww Owww Owww,
Owww Owww Owww Owww Owww,
Hey, Big Sweater
The minute you walk in the gym
Perspiration starts to fly right off you.
The janitor wants to mop you.
Hey, big sweater,
Don’t…
Get your sweat on me.
Wednesday, May 20, 2015
If You’re Reading This, I’m Already Dead
I know, I know... you’re
amazed.
You’re wondering, “Jack,
how the hell are you blogging from beyond the grave?”
First, I think it’s in
incredibly poor taste for you to bring up the “H” word considering my circumstances,
and secondly, I had the foresight to pre-load a blog post so that my final day
wouldn’t be my final say.
I wanted to finally express
a few things that I didn’t have the courage to say while I was still breathing,
and since this is the last post I’ll ever post, you’d damn well better sit
tight and listen.
Number one - I sincerely
appreciate all the support you folks have shown this site. I may not have
always vocalized my appreciation loudly or often enough, but you meant the
world to me. You were * sniff * the wings beneath my wind. What? Don’t correct
me! I’m dead, dammit!
Number two – I hate to
admit this, but I probably would have lived longer had I take better care of
myself. I should have made every effort to make certain that I ate right,
exercised more and quit my stupid stressful job. If you take anything from my
death, I hope it’s that you should eat better, exercise more and quit your
stupid, stressful job.
Number three - don’t take
for granted that you have even one more day left on this earth. Pursue your
dreams. Tell those you care for how much you love them. Spring for HBO. Nobody
ever laid on their deathbed muttering “I wonder what happened on Game of
Thrones.”
I guess that’s it. Take
care of yourself, and I hope you remember my blog with fondness. If you’re ever
in my hometown, I hope you’ll stop by my gravesite (if it’s not too crowded) and
leave a bunch of daffodils (my favorite) or a small bag of jewels. I love you
all!
Note to self: be sure and change schedule date for this post so that you don’t
accidentally run it before you actually expire. That would make you look like a
real dumbass!
Monday, May 18, 2015
Too-Tight Jeans
I think I'm chubby
Without any sweatshirt on.
I think I'm flabby
Like a Jabba-the-Hut-like spawn.
I know you get me
So just watch my weight come down, dooowwwn.
Before you met me,
I was alright but thighs
Were kinda heavy
It threatened my life
Then things got very scary
I weigh more than Frankenstein, Frankenstein
Let's go all the way to goal.
No regains, just loss.
Wear fat pants, until we diet.
You and I, will be fit forever.
[Chorus:]
You make me feel
Like I'm slippin' on
Too-tight jeans
The way you turn me 'round
Take a leap.
Let's run away and
Don't ever look fat,
Don't ever look fat.
Friday, May 15, 2015
Health Advice
Health advice, health advice.
Every morning you greet me.
Short and wise, help advise.
You’re so helpful to help me.
Awesome though,
Make me move and go,
Move and go forever.
Health advice, health advice.
Help me be healthy forever.
Wednesday, May 13, 2015
What is Healthiness?
Healthiness Is...
...eating French fries that haven't been French-fried.
...lifting a child without back going a ka-poing
...a worn-out pair of running shoes
...having a "cheat day" and not cheating
...parking in the anti-handicapped space (parking spot located furthest from where you're going)
...eating a salad without thinking you're being punished for something
...not gaining 10 pounds when you go on vacation
...using one of those check-your-blood-pressure machines at the store and not having it start smoking and emitting a wailing siren
...feeling like your get-up-and-go hasn't got-up-and-went
...being able to push your body and not have your body push back
...living your life, loving your life
...lifting a child without back going a ka-poing
...a worn-out pair of running shoes
...having a "cheat day" and not cheating
...parking in the anti-handicapped space (parking spot located furthest from where you're going)
...eating a salad without thinking you're being punished for something
...not gaining 10 pounds when you go on vacation
...using one of those check-your-blood-pressure machines at the store and not having it start smoking and emitting a wailing siren
...feeling like your get-up-and-go hasn't got-up-and-went
...being able to push your body and not have your body push back
...living your life, loving your life
Monday, May 11, 2015
Ruh Roh
Jackie Doody Doo,
Look at you.
You’ve got some work to do now.
Jackie Doody Doo,
You look like poo.
You need to help yourself now.
Look at you.
You’ve got some work to do now.
Jackie Doody Doo,
You look like poo.
You need to help yourself now.
Come on,
Jackie Doo.
I see you
Pretending you've got some mojo.
But you're not foolin’ me,
’cause I can see
Weight up/down like a yo-yo.
Jackie Doo.
I see you
Pretending you've got some mojo.
But you're not foolin’ me,
’cause I can see
Weight up/down like a yo-yo.
You know it’s not a mystery to solve so Jackie Doo
Just exercise and get on track.
Don't hold back!
Just exercise and get on track.
Don't hold back!
And Jackie Doo when you get through
You're gonna have yourself a
Healthy snack!
That's a fact!
Healthy snack!
That's a fact!
Jackie Doody Doo, I see you
You're ready and you're willing.
We’re all pullin’ for you, Jackie Doo.
Get on with healthy-life livin’.
You're ready and you're willing.
We’re all pullin’ for you, Jackie Doo.
Get on with healthy-life livin’.
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