Gym bunnies

Dear Diary,

Not really much going on here recently, just for a change. Monday I was supposed to go swimming with Joe, which was unfortunately cancelled, due to a children's gala. Yeah, holding a gala in place of the 1 HOUR OF THE WEEK they let adults swim on their own (well, figuratively)??! Genius idea. Naturally I was in a huge I-actually-wanted-to-go-do-some-exercise huff, until we went bowling instead. Lost every single game, but still had a cracking time. Went to Pizza Hut afterwards as well, mmmm......


Tuesday was quite interesting - Joe had decided he might be into joining my gym. I know I know - originally I was terrified at the thought, due to a myriad of factors, really: Him seeing me all sweaty and unattractive, my space being invaded, feeling pressured to go because he would be, not being able to focus and listen to music because I have that inescapable thing where if someone's stood near me I HAVE to talk to them......

Luckily he got a free day's pass - and it was strangely nice. OK, I was horrified at just how fit he his - years of football training sent him soaring onto the treadmill and up to Level 12 before I could even start walking. But I suppose the good thing about it was it made me all angry and embarrassed and competitive - which made me up my game and consequently nearly killed me - but gave me the best workout I've ever done.

In more interesting news - Alice is home for birthday on Friday (what the HELL can I get her??!) and Mum has told me she's giving me money for my birthday this year - towards paying for more Sign Language lessons. FANTASTIC!!!

Work tonight, grrr.... Oh well, 2nd Sign exam to look forward to tomorrow! (*knees quake*)

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Current Mood: slightly grumpy
Current Music: "Stop" - Pink Floyd