Run Your Ass Off

Meet Hugh Dzhass

Meet Hugh Dzhass. Hugh has been with me for quite some time now. So long, that I sometimes forgot that I actually had another dependent. By himself, you probably wouldn’t notice him: 50, maybe 60 lbs. tops. But he’s always with me, and I’ve had the devil of a time getting rid of him. He’s with me in the morning. He shows up at work. He’s with me after work, at meetings, in the evenings, while watching TV. He’s so much a part of my life, that I often forget about him, and have even considered him a part of the family.

And, oh, does he like to eat. He loves sweet cakes. He adores chocolate syrup, and chocolate-peanut butter ice cream. He can eat a second plate at dinner after I’ve finished my first. He often orders dessert without finishing the main course at restaurants, and leaves me with the bill. When I’m stuffed at home after eating dinner, he makes himself a bowl of ice cream, or yogurt, or whatever.

I’ll tell you more about him and all the trouble he’s caused me in life here and there in future posts. Suffice to say Hugh is my primary motivation for keeping this blog, Run Your Ass Off.