possessed

Posted on Fri 28 September 2007 at 08:52

I need to do some research into demonic possession.  Because at 5.40am this morning I was compelled to get up, don my very fetching Gym attire and go to the sodding gym for 6am…………..AAAAAARRRRRRRRRGGHHHHHHHHHH!!  What is happening to me?    Anyone who knows me well is now shaking their heads and agreeing with me.  I have had a lifelong love affair with my bed and do not relinquish my lie-ins without a fight – and a dirty fight at that.  But with no bribe or inducements – I was awake before the sodding alarm had a chance to go off – I was up and ready and on a mission.  I was surprised at how busy it was at 6am but a really good time to go as I still had the rest of the day to myself and the feel good factor of having really pushed myself.Well done me!  Pity I don’t seem to be losing weight but not for lack of exercise I can assure you!

I got home in time to shower and be ready for the chaps coming to do the cavity wall insulation.  Turned out to be just the one chap but he has worked like a wee Trojan today.  I was under the impression it would take 2 chaps 2 days to do the job but he seems to have done most of it today ……….

And what a beautiful day it turned out to be for hanging out around the house and garden.  Did very little but what a day to be doing bugger all – fantastic!

Friday

Now I’m really scared.  I found myself getting out of bed at 5.20 this morning.  Then I was in the car and then I was in the Gym.  Please Lord, make the scary gym stuff go away .  There I was, 9 sodding kilometres later trying to climb off the exercise bike – but my arse had welded itself firmly to the contours of the seat.  I had visions of having to get it surgically removed but thankfully my legs gave way and I nearly fell over, thus parting seat and butt with nary a skin tear in sight…phew.  Then I went off upstairs to do some floorwork.  I sat on the floor to start doing some stretches but managed to knock my water bottle over.  Unfortunately I hadn’t put the lid back on when I filled it from the water cooler.  With the result it cascaded into my lap and it looked for all the world like I had wet myself.  In for a penny, in for a pound I thought, and proceeded to pour it down the outside of one leg also so it wouldn’t look quite so incriminating.  Then nearly fell on my nose as I slipped in the puddle as I stood up.  Damn you, water bottle!  

Home in time to be organised and out again for 8.30 to my Hauora course.  Day 5 of 6 today – all about the Treaty of Waitangi, so that wasn’t too bad.  We are half planning a swift pint to round off the course next Friday, so looking forward to that.

Ewww - You One Sick Puppy!

Posted by Am Loolah on Fri 28 September 2007 at 10:55 - Link

Mate, that's not normal. Seriously, I hope all this exercising isn't interfering with your drinking or I'd be most unimpressed! I set my alarm for an early walk with dogs on beach, but fell back to sleep!