Getting back into the swing of things

Monday 25th July 2011 07:30am

This morning was my first gym session in 3 whole fat weeks! Honestly i thought i was about to die after 5 minutes of getting there, not to mention that i was already totally shattered from walking a whole 10 minutes from the bus stop to the actual gym itself.

I made the decision to start on that little shit who calls himself the treadmil. Chest tightened, legs went, eyes were rolling to the back of me head, then i start panting like a fat lass running to Greggs in the morning; that was before i even got on the shitting thing!

So there I am sprinting away like Chris Acaboosie and not even 4 minutes in i had to press the big red emergency stop button. Im fucked!!!!!  Lucky for me there wasn't a sole anywhere near me so i quickly ran over to the leg curling machine, which basically is a seat with a bar around the front of it. Sat there for the best part of 20... Wey until people started to come in, then i just pretended i was doing my last final reps then moved onto another seat based machine, or should i say lying down machine 'The Geordie Arse Cruncher'. I don't think it's actually called that really, or is even a Geordie but some clever dick has marker penned it on the side so we ignore the real name and call it that.

After my hard work out on that machine all i could manage were my arm presses. I felt so tired and weak i didn't even put the dobber on a weight i just pushed it in and out withought any weight on at all. Still though i rekon it done soemething, my arms are starting to hurt so surely that was worth doing?

My past 3 weeks have been completely mental though so in my deffence i've had a hard time, im not totally lazy, i just got lead up the wrong path for a bit. After all it's not easy going on 12 hour drinking binges then pigging out on numerous cooked chickens, maccy d's, burger kings, greggs pasties, crisps, sweets, pop, bread! Not to mention the 4 day festival i put in where i lived on snake bites and cheesy chips and gravy for the full time we were there.

Good times

Stressed out

Had some pretty huge decisions to make today, BIG decisions to make, Literally i have no clue where to start! I'm all over the place, i can't breath...so stressed out!

I just need to know ... What will i have for my tea tonight!!!

Just so you know this is me taking the piss out of someone i know, not me!!
I admit I'm bad and i sometimes cry, kick and scream when i'm hungry but there is a line.

Sundays!

Hate this time on a Sunday (19:24) It's all down hill from here, mainly because you find your night being sucked up by shitty tv. Next think u know you're sweating your tits off at the gym at 6am then find yourself sitting at your desk replying to thousands of pointless emails from upper class marble gobbed kept house wife's who have fuck all else to do than complain about not getting a frigan window table!

Rant will never be over

Aparently his nipples were cold...

They started talking to him! Well i can bet you a small fortune they didn't tell him to put a jumper on.

You see this is what happens

When you are forced to watch documentaries on NASA, I pick up things that to me make sense but to others don't. Like 'Risk is the price of progress' and 'My nipples were so cold they started talking to me... Yheurs'

A two-headed tortoise. Ne Way!

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Found this on the tinter-smutt! 

My husband tells me 'A double Turtle head, that'll definitely give you roids'. What a rotten Ralf!

Apparently a two-headed tortoise has come out of its shell in Dorset & found itself in the media spotlight. The unusual case of a Mediterranean spur-thighed tortoise, born 8 months ago in an incubator, made the headlines in various papers on Friday. Owner John Jones, from Dorchester, who has 37 tortoises and has kept them for 55 years, said: "I was really surprised - I had never seen anything like it. "It is perfectly healthy and is running around with all the other tortoises. "I think each head has its own little brain because they do try to move in different directions (Rrreally)." Although it is an unusual case, it is not unique. In 2003 another two-headed tortoise was found in South Africa.

My love of Terrible Fashion

Fear not people I've done the research for you, i think it's almost suicide that none of us know where the Puffa Jacket originates from. I think it's very important because let's face it, we all owned one at some point in our lives!!!


Mine wasn't actually like the one on the picture (unfortunately) for people like me there was NAF co, the Kwik Save version of the label. You could get these down the market or charity shop for a smidgen of the price, you were more likely to get full blown picked on for donning the Black & Orange beauty, if you were me though it didn't matter in the slightest, i was in love. My personal favorite was the light blue extra stuffed puffa which had a stylish coral & green Aztec zig-zag going across the middle.


SO here's the info you have all been waiting for... Exciting stuff

The first MA-1 jackets were issued around 1949 or 1950 to United States Air Force and Navy pilots and Flight crews. Small numbers were also issued to Army flight personnel. MA-1 jackets first appeared in Europe in very small quantities in the mid-to-late 1950s probably on the black market and at sales of government surplus. 

In the early to mid-1960s more MA-1 jackets appeared in Europe as Alpha Industries began to export MA-1 jackets and other military clothing to European Air Forces and commercial customers.

They say you learn a new thing everyday, so there you have it!