Swandives

Bit of excitement in the office today - we had a fire! A lightswitch blew and started a fire in the wall. Right next to my desk! Best thing was that the wall is a firewall so even tho it all happened right beside me, I was on the other side and therefore safe to watch those gorgeous firemen do their thang. Life is good!

Actually, I’m on deadline and it’s all a bit hectic, but I’ve decided not to worry about things I cannot change. Call it part of my new year’s resolutions.

Another resolution is to lose at least 8 kg (10 would be better) and run the entire City to Surf this year. That’s right: no blisters, no excuses. So far it’s not going that well. So I’m back at the gym, doing spin. The trouble is, cycle instructors in general have crap taste in music, and the music can make or break a spin session. It seems to me that there are a lot of average gym instructors out there - the ones that just turn up, or you get the feeling they’re only there to help their own physique. Or they mistake screaming at you as motivation. I hate that - the reason I go to the gym is because I find exercise boring and I need some spice; some fun. And good music. One of the best instructors I’ve had used to begin the class with ACDC. Now that was fun! And boy, you worked! (He also used to do this class called High Energy, which I was never fit enough to do…I used to just watch on in awe.) I notice he’s now one of the trainers on Channel 10’s Biggest Loser.

So, for the moment I am trying to find my own motivation. And not watching the Biggest Loser, because I’m at the gym! Insert halo here.