I was not, am not and never will be a runner even though I can picture a young, thin me in a really cute running outfit, ipod plugged into my ears and long ponytail swinging from side to side. Alas, I am not a runner.
Should we try a different position tonight? Sure, Why don't you stand by the ironing board while I sit on the sofa and fart. How's that sound? Well I guess I will just find my position over there on the sofa.