Windy Windy Gym

Well  I  have  been  back  at the  gym  for  over a  month  now  and  starting  to  get  a  little  fitter,  and  lost  a  little  weight  so  am  quite  happy with  the  progress.....  but quite  happy  is  not  something  I  do  well  I  want  WOW.....  so  because  I  don't  do  anything  in  half  measures  my  eldest  daughter  and  I decided  to  take  part  in a  5  week challenge,  for  5  weeks,  you  have  to  gym  5  days  a  week,  for  a  half  an  hour  and  you  have to have  a  balanced  diet,  which  has  been  drawn  up  by  a dietician .  We  went  on  Friday  to  be  weighed  and  measured...............  and we  were motivated  and  ready.
No  problem  it  started  on  Monday  and  we  really get  loads  and  loads  to  eat,  you  are  never  hungry  but  it  is  mainly vegetables  which  I  love.........  however  the  "after effects"  leave  a  lot  to  be desired.
Should  you be  driving  behind  a  white  Nissen  Bakkie  on the  highway  and  suddenly  both  windows  go  down  and  heads  appear  out  of  the  side  of  the  car ...........  well that  is  us..........  preventing  death  by  gassing...........

Monday  we  did  a  normal 45 minute   circuit,  bikes,  rowing  which  I  love  and the  cross trainer  which  I  hate......  Tuesday  we  did  a  45  minute  spinning  class,  and  the  instructor  very " kindly"  made  it  a  hill class........  a  35  kilometer  hill class.......... a  35 KILOMETER HILL CLASS  we  must  be  insane,  at  some  point  during  the  class  my  daughter  asked  me  whose  idea  this  madness was anyway. Wednesday  was  a Curve Zone  class...... and  well  that is  where  the  "oops"   occurred.   I  had  been  relieving  the  pressure all the  way  home,  so thought  i  would be okay,  I  was  fine  through  the whole  class until  I  got  to  the  sit ups.............  and  what  can  I  say  the  pressure was  to much  and  like  a volcano...........  there  I  blew............  luckily the  music  was  really,  really  loud,  so  the  fact  that  it  was  outside  the  accepted  allowance  for  noise levels  was  disguised...................  however ........................  all I  can  say  is  thank goodness  my daughter  was on the  machine  behind  me...............  although  the look she  gave  me  was  not  pretty.............

And  she  has  sworn  if  it  happens  again......  she  will stand  in the middle  of  the  gym  and  tell everyone  of  my transgressions......... To  night  was Curve  Zone  again,  and  she  was  watching  me  like  a  hawk........  luckily  the  volcano  was  under control  this  evening ... so  I  am now  looking  for  an  anti wind  pill..................  

Life is about friendship

Hi there, wow what a hectic few days, yesterday was a friend's birthday so we went there for supper, and what really was laid on my heart was what a joyous affair, people coming in and out, it was an almost rotation supper as soon as you had finished your supper you took your plate and made room for the next person who arrived, there was lots of laughter and it really was one of those times that gives you a warm fuzzy feeling, that....... it what life is all about it is all about relationships it not about how much you have, what car you drive or how many bedrooms your house has, it is about how many people phone you on your birthday, or how many people just pop in to say hello, life is about how many true friends you have.
Everyone ate far to much they were feeling somewhat bloated and i had read an article about how a teaspoon of honey, with some cinnaman, in some boiling water was good for flatulance (wind), well what a topic that turned out to be.
I regaled a time, when i had flatulated, and it was so bad that my youngest daughter had her head out of the window, gasping for breath, A friend was rolling about holding her stomach obviously because she did not want to lose control of the release valve, she has the same problem, we laughed about how the car becomes a vent vehicle , the minute you are inside and no one else can hear you, and you just have to let "IT" go because youhave been holding it in all day so when you get in the car, it is like an opera with a smell......................
There is a little old lady in our church who not only falls asleep every Sunday, to the extent that she has even been known to fall off the pew, but she also had a problem with her "O" ring but being a wooden pew whenever she lets one slip there is a vibration that runs along the entire length of the pew, have you ever tried looking the minister in the face when he at the most critical part of her service, when you are shaking with laughter.....................
Life is Good