They’d have a picture of me.
I’m turning into a bit of a gym junkie (*cough-bullsh1t-cough*), which isn’t unreasonable given the amount of time I used to spend on the bike that is now roughly: 0 hours and 0 minutes per week.
Tonight I was going to warm up on the exercise bike and then learn how to use some of the other gear – rowing machines, treadmills and suchlike.
What actually happened was:
10min: “Hmm.. good enough warm up, let’s crank it up for a bit..”
“I’ll get off at 20min and use the rowing machine..”
20min: “Love Astral Projection, I’ll sit on 140rpm until it ends..”
“I’ll get off at 30min and use the rowing machine..”
30min: “Can’t stop now, all-time-fave ‘Amphetamine’ is on.. 140rpm for all 6m43s”
“I’ll get off at 40min and use the rowing machine..”
40min: “I know, I’ll do some more high cadence stuff. Hey, cool, 180rpm matches my heart rate..”
50min: “There’s no fuggin way I’m stopping before the hours up, 10sec @ 160rpm+ each 2min until the hour’s done.”
1hr: “Arrgh.. stupid machine turned off! Damn you!”
*switches bike back on and does last high-rpm rep*
“Ahhhh..”
“Ahrrr!”
Ending with HR in the 190bpm area, absolutely drenched in sweat with an exercise bike glad to see me leaving.. HAPPY HAPPY JOY JOY!
Okay, so I can barely walk and I’ve done some damage to my under-used glutes and hip flexors, but I don’t care.
The more trashed my body is the better. It needs punishment. If only someone would massage my sore arse muscles.. 😛
My lower half is now as trashed as my upper half which is nice. Throwing all those punches and doing pushups and tricep dips last night.. it’s bigtime foreign to me.
On a positive note my depression is on hold. Not sure if this is due to my drinking ban, the exercise or if it’s just the “up” again.
Next slump I’m going to try and break one of the exercise bikes by overrevving 🙂 That should leave me with too little energy to worry about anything else. Problem solved.
Sheila didn’t want to come near me for some reason? 😛
In other news, work is boring. Sara (partner in crime) is in Spain for a few days, consuming hot-chocolate so thick you have to eat it with a spoon! (so jealous!)
My ipod is all that talks to me now and this tends to make for a long day.
I try and break it up with some DanChat(tm) and the odd SheilaNGrantMail(tm) but I still get bored. Waiting 10min for a reply from Dan was just too long so I voiced some thoughts:
you’re odd you’re weird you’re strange you’re queer
you’re too different, you’re not fittin in ’round here
wearing von dutch, cat, maybe affording armani,
lay down the fashion cash if you want in with this army
keep up with the Jones’s, crave plasma, ipods, big cars
no time for adventure, into that office, plant your fat arse
day long push pen on paper or finger to key
the grey lifeless office, enjoy that cheap coffee?
you wanted to be a spaceman but now you have “taste” man
remember your mates, the good times and childhood wishin’
now you are stuck with long-dead dreams and career ambition
Well, I got a laugh from it. Perhaps someone will see it and offer me something interesting to do just so long as I stop writing this sh1te!
Tee, I have the photo you wanted.. but it’ll cost you..
a 1.5kg tin of milo. Just kidding! 😛
I finished reading Terry Pratchett’s “Wyrd Sisters” and thought it was much better than “Sourcery“.
Still no closer to starting the last Harry Potter because Mei-Ling got me “The Elder Gods” by David & Leigh Eddings.
Apparently not the best Eddings book, it seems quite “simple” to me (but I’m not much of a fantasy reader). I’ve only just become interested in ‘what happens next’ around page 150! I just hope it ends well.