Then, last night, I was having dinner at Fran's house (and watching the X Factor. Don't judge us) and she jokingly suggested I spend the time exercising. I laughed it off, as I always do. Me? Exercise? Aside from throwing shapes in my kitchen, I haven't exercised since compulsory P.E. in 2005. But then I started thinking- why not? I'm 23 and some days feel like I've had liposuction but the hoover thing was on "blow" and the other end had fallen into a trifle.
So today I visited Lewes Leisure Centre for the first time ever and signed up for a six week gym membership! I also signed up for an exercise class for every night of this week- Zumba, Aerobics, Pilates, more Aerobics, and Belly Dancing(!!). AND I've got my Gym Induction at 7.30 tomorrow morning! If I don't have a six pack by the end of this week I'm going to want answers from the God of Fitness. And a full refund for my spandex onesie.
|By Friday, I'll be cupping my ears to better hear the compliments about my abs too.|
|Ramen: my slurpy, delicious nemesis.|
|The perfect combination of Stag and Seahorse. A Staghorse?|
I also got to give my Mum her birthday present; a knitting bag I made earlier this week. I love giving people hand-made presents that I'm truly proud of.
A pretty awesome weekend, and one that will be culminating in one of Tom's legendary roast dinners. Did I mention how much I love him?