“Be
careful, Laa-Laa. Don't step in the tubby custard.”
-The
Narrator, Teletubbies
This
week, things got equally messy in Manchester: I went to a stag party
in Manchester The BFF (Best Female Friend, it isn't in the Urban Dictionary - yet) is getting married.
I went on her fiance's stag do. We dressed him as a Teletubby.
The women loved him! Too late, girls!
It
occurred to me that most of the girls out in town would have been the
target age group- i.e. an infant- when Teletubbies first emerged on
our screens. THAT is scary.
I
made a good find this week. If you go to the gym, you need to
download the PC Radio app. Internet radio on the go. The stations are
categorised by genre so it's incredibly easy to find a station with
just your type of music. I was blasting Digitally Imported- featuring non-stop
cutting-edge house music.
Listening
to your favourite music can be a massive benefit to working out. Most
gyms play mainstream dance music channels, so if cheesy dance and RnB
isn't your thing, the gym can be extra hard work. I would recommend
getting the headphones that clip onto the back of your ear, though,
so they don't fall out during situps etc.
Four
new records.
Seated
row with vertical grip- up 1 notch.
Inverted
pulley pulldown. Hold the left handle with your right hand and your
right with your left. Swoop your arms down and out like you're
parting a huge pair of curtains.- up 1 notch.
Abs
machine. 3 extra discs, 50 reps- up 2 notches.
Now
for a bank holiday Sunday trip to Venus Manchester... Will they let me in, I wonder, after the damning review I gave them
after the last time I visited?
Let's find out...
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