I did a lot of camping these past weeks to be able to pay for all those Xmas presents. Sitting on my butt all day in Hell’s Cafe, munching away on those delicious snacks they pass out and enjoying the free drinks, I must admit I got a little heavier than is good for me.
What the heck, I thought, it’s winter, it’s cookie time, let’s have another sip of that good-tasting brew. It was the time of denial.
When my friends started talking about my new grandeur, I switched to striped clothing, renounced the free goodies at Hell’s Cafe and started camping elsewhere, …
where I had to turn from lying on my back to lying on my belly at least once per minute, it being not really that comfortable on those wooden deck chairs. It was the time of acceptance.
Eating less and overcoming almost total inertia helped a little but my friend blitzi thought the time of action had come. She offered to act as my personal trainer. And before I knew it, she dragged me to some huge, glitzy gym …
and shoved me on one of the treadmills.
She went on one herself, but at the other end of the line, as if she didn’t want to be associated with me. That hurt a little but then again, maybe it was just a coincidence. In any case, it motivated me to show blitzi what I was still capable of - even if I couldn’t yet keep up with her speed.
The array of modern torture instruments in this place is impressive. Next we hopped on the spinning bikes, …
then we both did some abcrunches – ok, I did about half as many as
blitzi -, …
after that we tried weightlifting. I don’t know what you think, but I had the impression blitzi was being a bit competitive.
Too bad the back bench was occupied that day, …
but it gave me an idea on how I could use my roof top railing to emulate that device:
Okay, I admit it, climbing into this position was kind of crazy and almost made me fall down the first time …
and wearing a suit and tie was more than unpractical (but nice for the picture effect, hehe).
But after a few weeks of training in the gym and doing some homework abcrunches on the roof, …
Derek now looks his former self again, don’t you agree?
Btw: Wanna know why blitzi went to the trouble of getting me fit again? A picture says more than a 1000 words. Look for yourself:
CU at the avatar workout! If I’m not there, I probably have bought myself a new shape instead, lol!
