So, I get up at 5:30 and I do some time on the exercise bike--we won't go into the precise details of minutes and seconds because they're embarrasing. Although, in my defence, I didn't want the bath to overflow. Bit of clarity here--not because I'd set the bike up in the bath, but because I'd started running the bath before I climbed on the bike.
My bath runs slow.
My bath possibly doesn't run slow enough.
Next training session occured at work. Once I'd filled my bin with crap, crap and more crap (as in paper crap not food crap--unless you count satsuma skin), I hooked my feet onto the side of it and did a little lifting with my legs. Man it hurt after a while, but it hurt my colleague more. Of course, as she is thin and I am not, I declared that maybe my fat was actually muscle. She didn't look convinced. Darn. Those who passed by reception must have thought us mad--hey, what's new.
Going to finish off the day with a mad boogie around my bedroom and spend a little time with Sid (my exercise bike).
And talking of new regimes... Have you seen my new blog design? Yes, I expect you're probably looking at it right now, but hey, you might be reading it in Google Reader. I spend a lot of time there. I've added a link page for all the awesome writers I know. If you're not on it, I probably don't know you or forgot you. If I forgot you, let me know and oops! The 'Blogs I Stalk' widget will be restored when I get around to re-adding all the blogs. New template wiped my settings. Darn.
Oh, and in case you haven't noticed, my web address has changed to http://www.categardner.net/, all visits to fright-fest.blogspot.com should be redirected here (or so Google reliably informs me), but http://www.categardner.com/ is defunct as I made a boob...
...which is kinda awkward because I'm trying to reduce the two I already have. ;)