varge

...detox

I swear this time.

I have resigned to the fact that I will never be perfect, and i'm rolling with that. I had gummi bears for dinner, washed down with about 40,000 carlton draughts but i'm almost certain that busting out to Push It alone burnt off most of that. We busted OUT.

I decided to wear disco shorts owing to the fact that my father had kindly decided to do my laundry and had placed my vintage POLYESTER dress into the drier. Gorgeous dress, if only I had the gorgeous legs and varge to accompany it.. (oh yes, the varge came out when my arms went up.. it was quite tragic)

I was caught by a charming and attractive group of school friends on numerous occasions.. Once I was caught mid-thriller squat (you know what I mean!) and the second time I was caught (again squatting) pretending I was Vanilla Ice. Thats my quadricep exercise for the week, and my embarrassment for the next decade, tick, tick.

I've been doing ten minutes of training each morning before breakfast, while I try to imagine at least 6 impossible things.

I even woke up the other morning to go to bootcamp! On a SATURDAY! Unfortunately it rained. Mother nature is such a depricating slut sometimes. I took advantage of the situation, put my joggers on and jumped on the trainer and did over an hour while I watched the re-runs of mardigras.

I'm such a proud hag. I want to march one year with the families and friends.. so great.

We will get there. I'm starting AGAIN again tomorrow.

xxx