Fitness Time – Part One.

So I forgot to mention in the last blog I also weighed myself the results….

There’s two horrible things here… My feet & my weight . Unfortunately there is only one thing I can change….my weight.

So today is my second bash at the gym although the top of my legs are hurting I had the urge to just get back at it.. why not yeah?

Just take it easy I thought.

So decided to start my intivel training again and begin with a easy one with my legs already hurting.

Half way in I started to get very cocky and began to push …

I gumped it went as fast as I could forgetting it was my short run and I only had less then 60 seconds to cool down… So I entered stitch city. Just in time for my final 3minute run.

I pushed myself to my fastest and heled it for the three minutes couldn’t believe it !

I was however done in ! 

Now time to go home for a weigh in …will anything have changed…prob not πŸ˜‚πŸ‘Œ


Fitness Time…

So I’ve done a few fitness diarys on here and guess what…here’s another.

I suppose when I look at myself all I see is a over weight not as young looking as I feel sack of shit.

Harsh but true. I suppose all that’s left for me to do is change that myself.

Last time I had a successful weightloss was using weight burners to assist.

This time I am using this one . It is to be taken up to three times a day with food. I am taking it just twice daily and trying to add exercise aswell.

Is this cheating probably… 

So I went to the gym after work.

I couldn’t believe that I managed to run 5K at my first session back. I suppose I can always say I have good stamana and thats probably from drumming.


This is so true about relationships . I new my last one was falling apart and I tried to do everything in my power to stop it happing. It was too late.

I do look back we were happy for the most part…well I was.

I also look back though and realize it wouldnt work. Those reasons are personal but I have had time to assess and move on.

Do I miss her. Hell yeah but it wouldn’t work…would it…no course it wouldn’t.

Waste Of Time.

I find myself trying to explain myself a lot, I think those with Anxiety often do. We have to because we are programmed to fuck up once and a while.

It’s not easy to explain the things we have done or why.

Most of the time we can’t explain it to ourselves.

All I try and tell people is that I’m carrying and I’m.always planning for the worst case sinario.

The Struggle.

I seam to go through a lot of struggles daily and this is usually caused by my over thinking for sure.

It becomes like a statick energy waiting to explode.

It’s 10pm here and quite early and I feel…relaxed. I am looking forward to putting on a Karl Pilkington pod cast and falling asleep. 

I realised something today 6 weeks ago I stopped drinking energy drinks. I kicked a habit. There has been days I could murder on but I did it.

I’m loosing weight because of it. 

So I struggled with that but now I no that I can make changes to my life even if they are small I just got to focus up!

40 Days & Night Challenge – Day 1.

Well this is going to be harder that I thought… Jesus . 

So far I’ve gone one night with out masterbating and woke up now with a erection that won’t quit. πŸ˜‚

I have no idea what the benefits are going to be from this but just that I can do it. I can’t got 40 days and night without sex or masterbating.

Suppose I’m going to blog a lot like this when I have the urge. 

Let me no in the comment section if you think I’m mad πŸ˜‚πŸ˜‚