Exercise is good for you. Everyone knows this (except fat people on council estates). In fact, I actively encourage it. Mainly for its rage-reducing properties. It’s difficult to lash out at strangers when you’re fucking knackered.

Mr. Angry endorses exercise. Fact.

Also, if you’re going to go to a gym, or about to undertake some serious exercise, then I’ve got no qualms at all about you wearing the appropriate attire. A decent pair of trainers, maybe even some proper dri-fit sports clothing wouldn’t go amiss. It’s important to feel comfortable if you’re going to push yourself to your physical limits.

However, this does not mean that I condone the use of leg warmers and brightly coloured leotards (unless you’re in a pop video and competing for a place in my wank-bank).

What i simply cannot abide though, is people getting dressed up in all the latest Nike gear in order to walk their fucking dog around the block. Walking is not a sport, and please don’t quote those utter twats that ‘run’ at the Olympics, that’s just really shit running, like when you’re escaping from the scene of a crime and you know that proper running will draw attention to yourself, so you decide to speed-waddle away from the imminent police arrival. In fact, if any police are reading this, you should use your stop-and-search powers on any speed-waddlers you happen across, because trust me, they’re trying to get away from something. Not that I’ve ever felt the need to speed-waddle anywhere. Ahem. (more…)

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