Gym

Well today I have joined the local gym. It dawned on me on Friday, that I had driven to Loughborough, then driven to Marlow, then had a meeting, then had a lunch consisting of a pint, a starter and a main, then driven to Loughborough, then back onto Lincoln.

The common factor in all of this was my arse. I had been sat on it all day, and realised that as the new place doesnt have a gym, unless I got up off my arse, I was going to end up on one of these 'Diet Doctors' or 'You are what you eat' programs.

Have you ever watched 'Diet Doctors'? Basically you get the usual 'tub o' lard' in off the street, and the two Harpie presenters stating the bleedin' obvious!

Tub o Lard: "I don't understand why Im an absolute gut bucket"

Harpy #1: "Well, have you seen the sh!t you put in your stomach on a weekly basis?"

Harpy#2: "Yes, thats why you stink of wee"

Tubbs: "F*ck me, Im a right daft b@stard - I never though eating all this cake would make me fat"

Harpy #1: "Follow our bread and water diet and we'll see you back in 3 weeks"

3 weeks later....hey presto, the weeble has lost a couple of stones and can't believe it was so easy!

So, today, I started off with a swimming session, and tomorrow I'll be hitting the CV stuff in the gym - that should hold the diet doctors at bay for a while :-)