Monday, April 26, 2010

Run Forrest Run

It is no secret that I can't run. Not won't, CAN'T. I emailed B once to explain the factors that affect me when I get started:
asthma, heavy thighs, weak knees, lack of oxygen, weather conditions, thirstiness, weak bladder, stomach cramps, gravity, and finally, laziness.
So I took up Booty Camp. Not Boot Camp, because I don't like being yelled at. Booty Camp. That went well, although I couldn't stand the 5.30 am wake up calls.
And then I had the bright idea to start seeing a personal trainer, to get 'more out of myself'. I used to see a trainer, but that was 7 years and 6kg ago. Nice idea Dommynikki. I have never had to run so much in my life. And do lunges, then run, up hill, down hill, to the left, lunge here, squat there.
Every week I tell my trainer I will practice. And so help me if I don't learn how to run soon.
So today I trialled Couch to 5K on my iPod Touch. By some stroke of luck, I managed to find myself at the base of a steep hill everytime it was time to run. Thank gosh for a good playlist. My shins felt rocked at the end, but damn I felt pleased with myself.
Day 1:
Bad Romance - Lady Gaga
Baby - Justin Bieber
Blah blah blah - Kesha
Back to you - John Mayer
Sexy Bitch - Akon/David Guetta
In my head - Jason Derulo

Saturday, April 17, 2010

Party Time



Wardrobe, check.




















Guestlist, check.










Pick up cake, next.
Hair & make up, later.
Nails, now.
Apple martini, me wants it now!!