As part of my ongoing growth, Guru, friend, leader and coach Pom Tutt has suggested that I attend some classes at the gym so that my Gym experience is not so insular.  I think he wants me to socialise more with the other gym members.  Now apart from my inappropriate humour ( I should seriously wear a T shirt with a disclaimer on it) I have no problem with socialising. Class clown me and often described as bubbly (although if I’m honest I always take that as a nice way of saying pleasantly fat but that’s just me).

That  is until you put me in leggings that go see through when I bend over (thank the Lord God and ASDA for big pants) and  in a situation where I am likely to swear like a turrets suffer and sweat actual whilst turning the purple side of red.  Problem with me is that despite everything I get a bit competitive and always end up overdoing it.  My instruction from the man himself is to work at 80%, difficult to do in a room full of people giving 110%.

However even with all that turmoil swimming around my head I have booked myself into Body Pump not one but two sessions this week, so this may be my last entry as tomorrow I may expire , or melt or be arrested for making sailors blush with my blue language.

I will let you know how I get on, I have deliberately told you so that I cant skive the class and pretend I never booked it because I am seriously bricking it.

So if you never hear from me again… it’s been a blast 🙂