Back in 2020, when the scamdemic officially started, I received a message advising me that my gym was to shut down – indefinitely. As soon as I read this, the wrong kind of athletics started kicking in : the anxiety marathon. Why? Well, to me the gym is the ultimate therapy, not only does it make my mind sharper than a Karen’s inverted bob haircut, … Continue reading Making Working Out Work Out ποΈββοΈπͺ
In the name of all that is Schwarzeneggery, Stallony and John McClaney – I have done my first bunch of reps using my newly received dumbbells and ankle weights, and I am aching in places I did not know existed in my body. I followed videos from Caroline Girvan for the arms and full body, and then one from the Live Fit Girl for the … Continue reading New Year’s Day : a Thrifty Literal Pain in The Ass ποΈββοΈπͺπ
So my weights have serendipitously arrived today, the 31st December 2020 … I could swear that it is the Universe dropping a not so subtle hint : ya better get ready to pump some iron at the stroke of midnight hun! Saying that, I really do hope that the Universe does not actually use the word hun … We’re fucked if It does. All is … Continue reading There is No “New Me”β¦ Only a Finer Me π§!
As I am still yet to see any genuine health-focused governmental advice (ya know like : go out and breathe some fresh air, eat fruit and veg, take vitamin D and Zinc … All that free stuff that won’t line their pockets), I thank the High Heavens for having gifted me a brain that can compute what to do to get healthier in a non … Continue reading Heavy Weights for a Heavy Metal Chick ποΈββοΈ
… I have about 15kg to lose, and I will lose them! Yesterday, I went to the gym for the first time since February 2020. Do I deserve a cookie? Probably, but only the computer kind, as I am banishing evil forms of sugar from entering my body. My body is a temple; and we banish sugar Satan in these streets. It felt amazing, especially … Continue reading I Wanna Be a Loser ππββοΈ
