I have tonsillitis and it has put the halt on my new Online PT experience. It’s that type of tonsillitis that gives you a temperature, the shivers and crazy thoughts. I told my Online PT, whose app often sends automated messages to me to cheer me, that I was unwell and that I would have to delay my starting the programme to which I was told ‘if you have any problems with the routine, let me know and I can adapt it!’ Automated. Then I received ‘I’ll be in South America for 10 days!’ His out of office? I walk…

I’ve started a new fitness regime with an Online Personal Trainer. Finding the right person is a bit like Internet dating except you’re looking for someone you want to look like. So it’s like gay Internet dating. I’ve paid for two months, which gets me a new workout plan that is monitored and adapted remotely via an app by my trainer. He also tracks my nutrition via MyFitnessPal. I must reset my password. It’s quickly becoming MyFitnessNemesis. If that was a real app, I wonder what it would involve? Perhaps it would enroll you in Barry’s Bootcamp when you least…

I was wearing my prescription sunglasses on the way to work and suddenly had a fright that I had left my actual glasses at home. My mind raced. ‘What if I have to wear my sunglasses around the office? Would I draw attention to it? Would people think I had gone blind over night? Or worse, think I was doing an IMPRESSION of a blind person around the office’. Found them, at the bottom of my bag. But I missed my stop   Cardio while watching Star Trek: Deep Space Nine is going well. I even watched a Quark episode.…

Summer is HERE…and the sun was up and shining through the smallest gap in the curtains onto my face from an ungodly hour. I’ve never been a cardio person. I blame my childhood asthma and at the age of 32, I still do. I admire people who can get on a treadmill for an hour and just run. Like, really go for it. I get too bored and day dream or I imagine I’m suddenly short of breathe and give up. Which I think is my childhood asthma coming back for me. My BF is a great runner. He ran…

0630am Wake up! Yes it’s a new day, yes, loving life. Yes I’m gonna accomplish what ever I put my mind to. 0712am It was leg day at the gym and I want to die, there is no heaven on Earth, everyone go home. FML. However, I do like my routine at the moment. My whole body gets a blast so it takes the edge of working my legs (which refuse to grow or do anything, really). Handsome blonde tash was at the gym this morning, giving everyone life. You know, you can really tell that someone is super nice by the fact…