I’m a slackass

I admit it.  I am a slackass.  Everyone repeat after me – Tina you are a slackass.  I can say it over and over and over.  It doesn’t change anything, doesn’t make me less of a slackass, just re-inforces the fact that I AM A SLACKASS. Why? are you asking?  Because I skipped out on the

Weigh to go!

Well I have sat down and tried to calculate how much weight I should (want to) lose – to be in the healthy weight range of course).  So.  I have to lose at least 30kg.  That’s a hell of a lot.  I actually suggested to Miss Moody that I should lose 35 – 40kg, but

Anything I would do?

Yesterday I met with my personal trainer for the first time.  Tammy.  She’s very… what’s the word…. Perky!  Yes she is very perky.  Don’t get me wrong, she’s lovely.  Skinny and very nice.  But maybe not quite pushy enough for me.  I think I might need someone a little pushier.  Of course this was just

Me? Fit? Errr… No

Well I have been going to the gym for a week now. And can I just say, that it’s not fun and I don’t want to play anymore. Actually that’s a lie. It was never fun and I never really wanted to play. But I still don’t want to play anymore. Going to the gym