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Bruce's Feelgood blog: I think my moobs are firming up

25 February 2009, 17:43

Hello Mammals,

Well, a month in and I’m now down to just under 16 stones 13 pounds, thank the lord. I do still feel like a biscuit dependant fatty boom boom, however I’m aware that some things such as slacks are a bit looser. I’m not pecking like a rabid animal post exercise and most important of all I think my moobs are diminishing or firming up. Either way, I look less busty and jowly, so it must be working.

I have been body pumping at the gym for the past two weeks with my good friend, and other resident compere at the stand, Susan Morrison. Susan has always praised this type of class as it combines cardio and muscle building. It’s down to loud popular music in class with around 30 others. The great thing about class stuff is that you don’t give up so easily. You don’t want to look like a lazy twit, so you keep going. Not to the point of injury, I myself only to day had a couple of “time outs”, but my point is that the others keep you motivated to keep going. Not that anyone directly encourages or spurs you on, as believe me, they would be belted if they did. But it does motivate you to start and finish the whole class as opposed to looking for excuses to go. I have been brave and been doing stuff on my own too, like my free weights and cardio. I had a gym buddy in the form of my mate Michelle last week, but she’s away now so I’m there on my own. I’d go with the dog, but it's frowned upon. Poo!

I still feel embarrassed as I suppose I don’t believe I fit in there and that everyone’s saying: “check out that fat Moomin, what a blithering idiot, he should be at home baking,” but it’s honestly not like that, so I must try to get that out of my head.

I’ve said it before, but I am still a bit twingey, especially in the glutes, post-body pump, and no amount of muscle-relaxing bath soaks, crystals (they just get lodged), salts and foams seem to be doing the job. I do hope it passes as I’m limping like a huge mincing Jessie on the way home. I walk to and from the gym every time now. I know, get me, it’s just health, health, health these days.

Food wise I’ve been bad. I licked one of my nephew’s crisps at the weekend. Goodness it was utterly revolting, even Smidgen didn’t like it. It was a new flavour, so to parody Katy Perry “I licked a crisp, but didn’t like it”.

Lastly one thing I can’t get used to is getting changed amongst a sea of buttocks. I’m aware it’s a changing room and I’m not a prude. However, people are so unaware of personal space. I wouldn’t lumber around in that way even if I had the body confidence and the body to do it. So you can imagine I’m less than thrilled to be snout to jacksie five days a week.

Off to Cumnock tomorrow to interview a weight watchers group, you can see that on Friday’s five thirty show.

Have a low cal day,
Bruce.

Last updated: 31 March 2009, 15:37