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Bruce's Feelgood blog: mmmm, melted cheese on pants...

19 February 2009, 12:19

Hello Mammals,

Well, three weeks in and I could squeal for a bleeping pizza. In fact, if someone pops melted cheese on a pair of pants I would eat them. Thankfully it only lasts about 15 mins at a time. Apparently, when these cravings happen you should either have a glass of water or go and do something else... That aside, I feel I’ve got the food part of it licked so to speak.

Other than the cheese/pizza craves I haven't had a problem. As I’ve mentioned, all my snacks are fruit and my meals have been varied but I'm beginning to run out of ideas, eg something with a load of veg. I'm now though a full cous cous convert.

Fish has also been great, but apparently you shouldn’t have more than a couple of portions a week because of the mercury. What kind of world do we live in where you run the risk of turning into a thermometer due to pollution and the selfishness of the human race as a whole? It is diabolic. The minute you think you’re on to a winner there’s always some filthy kill joy saying “no” and “ooh watch out for that”. Good lord, this is hard enough without people trying to make it any harder.

Exercise, which is clearly going to take some time to get used too, is coming along. This week,  I’ve had a gym buddy. My very good friend Michelle is in Edinburgh doing The Vagina Monologues so we’ve been going to the gym together. It’s good to go with someone as you don’t feel like such a self conscious dweeb.

I can’t praise the staff at Virgin Active in Edinburgh enough. They really couldn’t be more helpful. So I'm confident that when I go through to see my trainer in Glasgow for a check up she won’t be disappointed (fingers and toes). I must say though that, at this point, exercise is starting to become less of a chore, but I’m still very sore. Body pump tomorrow so I hope to be alive for my next blog, but we shall see...

LATER....

Had a hideous incident with Michelle at the gym on Sunday. We had agreed to do our workout and then pop to the jacuzzi and pool. I have shorts that can be used in water as well as in the gym. As I get embarrassed “moob” wise, and run around the changing area trying to look thin, I took my top off and covered with a towel and ran to the showers, so I wasn’t stinking and sweating for the other patrons.

However, in my blind panic I forgot to take my punders off and showered with them on. Vile! It was too late to change and had to go in the pool with pants and swimming shorts on too, I could have wept. Still, I said nothing and got on with it. I didn’t tell Michelle, but our journey home together was with me commando. Thank heavens I can control my body gases now, after finally getting used to my high fibre intake. I trust you’ll keep the last part to yourselves.

Have a low cal day,

Bruce

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PS. If you're interested in joining the gym, check out Virgin Active's homepage.

Last updated: 31 March 2009, 15:37