Turns out, I don’t have much to talk about. I think my days of raving and ranting are past me. I don’t want to complain of my really disturbing train travels. I don’t want to speak of how the entire population seems to be getting hitched and procreating like bunnies. I don’t want to think of how time and my age are directly proportional to each other. I don’t want to talk about how unapproachable I had been in the last 3 months. I don’t want to discuss how all my friends seem to be borrowed from Violet (Must say that, I love you guys! and you too, Vio).

Maybe I should talk about yesterday -  my first day at the gym. Yes people, I am going to be thin and hot-looking! You’re just going to have to deal with it!

So, Violet and me go to the gym which was supposed to open on the 1st of April but opened on the 15th of April. You must be wondering why did we not go on the 15th, well you see Janice the Menace is back in town, that’s why we…  well, that deserves a different blog post so next time.

Anyway, so we go there and they put us on the treadmill. Since, I did go to a gym ages ago, I wanted to show off that I knew how to work the equipment so once we got started, I decided to up the speed a little and then tugged on this rope that seemed to be hanging from this magnet like thingy. BAM! The damn thing stops and I almost fall forward. Okay, okay… I did fall forward.  Then, we decide (subscript: instructed by the trainer)  to tackle this other monster called the Stairmaster. It seems like life in slow-mo when you’re on it. So I decided to practice my multi-lingual skills with the ancient yet very difficult to master language of the  ‘Whale’ (remember, Dory from Finding Nemo’ , not because I look like a whale but it seemed appropriate. Vio decided to ignore me.

I think I began to look a little thin by then because then the instructor made me sit on this seat and asked me to keep pulling my knees upward without bending. I wonder if the tummy ache is related to that. Well, anyhoo, that was Day 1 at gym. Was good!

Now on second thoughts, I don’t think I could ever run out of things to blog about. I still haven’t begun on the people that I seen there at the gym.

*sniggers*

Later, my precious (no no, i’m not gollum)