aches

a barely-there-1-km run and 60 situps later...
my tummy area has never ached so bad.
more so than the jc times.
good lord, the signs of aging. *weeps
goofball was really nice to bear with my whinings
firm enough to refuse my pleas of "let's go for breakfast instead?"
my desperate attempts at stalling for time
distracting me with his stories

amazing how he maintains a one-sided convo while jogging
coaxing me with his repetitive "just a bit more... can one"
and generally being a sweetheart. :)
bet neighbours had fun ogling at Topless Guy in Red Shorts. lol

bladed with xian and her id friends later on
pretty damn fun considering most of them were strangers.
feels good to be back in ecp.
the blades miss home. haha

WANTED: a longtop tankini

hopefully, a target locked-on before the redang trip and gss

halter-ish with a tie-string bottom. not too floral, pls.
budget's 100+ bucks, tops.
shopping for it has been an exercise in futility so far.
damn exasperating, and not at all fun.
seafolly/funfit/topshop/surfbabes/tannlines/flash'n'splash
any more good places to hunt lycra down? tag me.