Towards Body Beautiful

Had my Gym review with Samantha yesterday and she says I should build up my muscles. I have been about 6 weeks since the holiday binge, walking, running, cross training, rowing,cycling all in the same room in Chigwell. I must have travelled about 100 miles at least. Best thing about it is that I have heard every decent track on my ipod for the first time.

I now have a diet of stomach pressing, triceps and bicep curls, stair walking, and floor exercises thrusting my pelvis. So there is no change there then. Mind you I have to add this to my existing exercise regime which might be more challenging. She assures me that this will lead to the sculptured body beautiful that we both want so desperately. I am not convinced she wants the same one as me though.

I told Samantha that my future new increased biceps mustn't get in the way of my dainty little ipod holder which barely reaches round my arm now.

I have my doubts about Samantha's new regime, but am willing to give it a bash. I am fearful of becoming muscle bound of course. However, she says there is a skiers exercise fest coming up which she is putting me up for. I bet they all will turn up with skin tight 5ft, 5 stone Lycra body suits. My mind boggles at the thought. Once again I'll have to dig out the baggy shorts and shredded rugby shirt with the fruit juice and red wine stains just to be so obviously not with them. The things I have to do because of fashion.

I guess there will be no one there doing my type of extreme skiing. Its a more specialist sport. I will think to myself "Slow, slow and slower. Rest. Look at the wonderful view. See how those clouds sparkle in the bright sun. I suppose I'd better go on a little way now. I bet Gina would love this. She would say it looks like New Zealand, and recite some wonderful romantic poem that had some reference to mountains or snow. Falling over is just such a great excuse to sit for a while, have a rest, and see the scenery. I must do it again. I wonder how many turns I can do without going down hill so I don't have to get in that queue to come back again. I wish all these skiers would go home and leave me in these mountains in peace."