Winning & Pain..

Winning & Pain..

~~~ Yesterday saw me entering into battle with the gym instructor whilst I was informed how much fun it was to roll on the ground and keep those KNEES up!! Sound porno, right? I wish.. I think a porno would have been less stressfull and exhausting. Today I walk slooowly.. and carefully with my gym bag in the boot ready to be abused once more by the super buffed and insane personal trainers. In other extremely AWESOME news!!! SexyG has had ALL his parental rights re-enforced at the family advocates meeting yesterday (as it should be) much to the upsetness of the Knuckle..she tried to shout her way out of the situation and in return had her ass handed to her. The reality is this, children have the right to see and be loved by both parents, unless the parent in...

Pointing fingers..

Pointing fingers..

[This post is probably going to offend some people and I just want to say that this is not meant to do that.. It is just me and my armpit going off on a tangent about something that really concerns me..k?] ——————————————————————————- OK, So I am very self aware at the moment..I admit.. Probably because I am a big girl..Tall and definitely not as graceful as I’d like to be at the moment.. I am also not what can be crudely termed as a MILF or even a cutie .. if you know what I mean. Therefore I torture myself on a regular basis at the Gymnasium sweating and panting like a wild rhinoceros going for the kill...

A change..

A change..

..is almost as good as an all expenses paid holiday!! Soooooooooo.. I tried out that makeover program Angel used the other day and came up with Two Finalists. Finalist #1 Finalist #2 So vote now and have your say!.. On a more random note.. I am pleased to announce that I have combatted the lazy lures of sleeping-in and went to Gym this morning! (Ja-Ja.. I have been threatening to go for ages) Bonus part of this is that I didnt drop dead on the treadmill or scare away other gym users with my Manic Panting and Grunting. I have also made leaps and bounds on the social front and finally allowed some people to come to my humbled abode and burn meat. They came, burnt meat, drank alcohol and then left. There was also much serenading and laughing and none of it was...

Snot en Trane..

Snot en Trane..

With trepidation I entered the gym this morning.. why?.. the airconditioning has been off for over a month due to renovations and upgrades and all sorts goings on there.. So in I step.. welcomed by the cool breeze of the aircon and sighed with relief. This is wonderful and means I will not overheat on the treadmill, ecstatic me goes over to swipe my card while I growl at the nauseating effervescence of the welcoming committee.. And then I see the sign.. The Gym will be closed on Friday because they are replacing ALL CARDIO equipment!! Demmit I just made huge resolutions to exercise my posterior and now they close the doors shortly after I return.. bummer! And the realisation is slow but swift.. my treadmill.. I will have to say goodbye to the trusty steed and try...

Madcow .. killed..

Madcow .. killed..

I was on a great road, fitness wise that is, a few weeks back.. I faced a big fear..running and conquered it.. then my wheels fell of my trolley and I was left lying on the floor looking helplessly on as my wheels ran down the hill without me. Yes, I was hit with a bout of madcow.. Drooling, incoherent, crying for no bloody good reason, bouts of anger and general ugliness.. But this is officially a thing of the past! Whatever first made me want to murder, maim and destroy has left the building.. I have killed my MAdCow ..dead, stukkend, shattered!! But there were some casualties in this war I declared upon myself.. I stopped training.. Aarrrgh! I have lost all levels of fitness in such a short time.. It almost makes me want to cry again! But to give into the...