Happy Birthday snugglebum.
So, I've apparently lost some marbles along the way, and as a result, I joined my local gym.
Since my induction on Friday, I've been at the gym once a day, every day, except for yesterday (where the post-shittiest-day-ever-at-work drink made me think it might not be such a smart idea to go on a treadmill), and tonight, I decided to join in a pilates class.
There weren't many of us in the class, maybe ten in total, and I was moderately surprised to see a man in the class, but he seemed to have been doing it for a while, and know what he was doing.
It was quite a nice class actually, not at all like other exercise classes I've been to in the past (stop sniggering at the back there). There was nice, relaxing music, and lots of stretching. Lots of breathing and holding in of the stomach.
Memo to self: don't eat dinner right before going to pilates class - holding in of stomach on full stomach isn't fun.
I'm guessing that the guy in our class had eaten before class to, because as we shifted into a curved shape for a moment where we were to rock back and forth on our spines, as he leant back and curled himself in to rock backwards he let out a loud fart. A real rip-snorter.
The teacher, to her credit, only paused for a split second, and I, although I don't know how, managed to keep a straight face, and the class went on as if nothing had happened - except for the poor guy, who looked utterly mortified.
Today has been a momentous occasion. Go here to read why.
It's also been a pretty good day for another reason. A few weeks ago I got an email, asking if I'd like to have a guest gallery on this site. I was a little skeptical at first, but after emailing back and forth and having a good look through the site, it seemed genuine, and so I said yes. It went live yesterday. If you're a regular visitor to this site, then you've probaly seen these photos before, so i won't be anything new to you, but the accompanying article says lots of nice things about me, so go read it anyway.
After spending ten minutes on the phone to my mother the other night, explaining how the BBC Weather website was steadfastly not forecasting snow, and how it wouldn't snow in London, it went and did.
Of course, this morning it snowed more. Really more. Starting from when we left the house, and typically, on the day that I leave the camera at home because the battery needs charged up.
However, all is not lost. I managed to procure a disposable camera which had been lying round the office, and it is, as I type this, in the shop for processing, so hopefully the pictures have turned out well and I can upload some more pictures later.
Woo-hoo! SNOW!!!!
Heres tae us, whas like us, damn few and they're aw deid!
May 2003 be all you hope it will be.
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