Holiday time

The time has come.  Students have gone on their term break, and so have I!  Bring on the gym!!!!!  I sat down the other day at work and I made myself a little gym plan for the next week and I think I may have overdone it because by last counts I’m spending nearly 3

Interrupted sleep

Last week I got a text from Mr Dickhead letting me know that he had joined the 21st century and had finally gotten an email address.  Okay fair enough, keeping in touch with him via email is going to be a lot cheaper than texting him (though texting between us is a rarity now), so

Muscle mania

I have muscles! Stop the presses – Tina has muscles. Okay so big deal you’re all thinking right? Well for me this is a big deal – HUGE deal – MEGA HUGE deal. In all my 30 years I have never ever ever had muscle defnition. It was always hidden under layers of fat. Oh

Slimplicity

Well I have been slack again.  I have been going to the gym.  No more copping out and having coffee instead, no I have been dilligently going along. BUT  I haven’t really been eating very well.  I keep meaning to, but then I think of something yummy to eat and well I eat it.  So to

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