Category Archives: i’m an ex an exerciser

A casual 20 kilometres.

Posted on February 24, 2012 by

Lately, I’ve been spending a bunch of time here: I really hate this photo border, but by the time I realised I’d used the wrong one a bunch of school kids had appeared for swimming lessons and I didn’t want … Continue reading →

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I’ve realised something.

Posted on January 23, 2012 by

Right now, I need to eat. But I will discuss it more later. I think they call this an epiphany.  

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Things you might not know (because I’ve been too embarrassed to mention them).

Posted on January 3, 2012 by

1. About two months ago, I had a horrible, emotionally destructive weekend that left me a sobbing, crying mess. I was later diagnosed with depression by my GP, and have since been diagnosed with severe/extreme depression, and severe anxiety, by … Continue reading →

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Fuck.

Posted on November 19, 2011 by

I am engaging in some monumental negative self talk at the moment. It sucks. You might’ve noticed the somewhat bipolar nature of my two posts earlier today. Lots of days are like that at the moment. Today, I over-thought the … Continue reading →

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Things I have learned from a lifetime of dieting.

Posted on November 12, 2011 by

A quick post, before I get on with my Saturday*. 1. Crazy commitments don’t work. I have fallen victim to this before, fo shiz. I kind of cringe when I read things on the Interwebz and people are saying I … Continue reading →

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How many calories did I burn at the gym this morning?

Posted on August 11, 2011 by

A casual 729 in an hour? Yes. I am awesome at everything. [But mainly I’m awesome at being able to push myself to burn 729 calories in an hour, even though I really, really didn’t want to. I even ran … Continue reading →

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I’m a liar.

Posted on July 26, 2011 by

That whole thing yesterday about how I was quitting the gym? Apparently not so. I spent two hours there tonight. I promise this isn’t become some kind of lame fitness blog. They’re boring, even for me, and I quite like … Continue reading →

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Bikramadamadingdong.

Posted on July 25, 2011 by

I felt like I was going to die. The sweat dripped off my nose, stung my eyes, pooled in my collarbones and between my toes. I couldn’t breathe, and I felt like I might spew at any moment. Ladies and … Continue reading →

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Why I am quitting the gym.

Posted on July 25, 2011 by

A few weeks back, I posted about how I hate exercise. I kind of lied. I don’t hate exercise: I hate the gym. I hate my gym. Previous gyms (Selby Fitness in Osborne Park and Beatty Park, to name two) … Continue reading →

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Bev.

Posted on June 12, 2011 by

Yesterday, kind of on a whim, I bought a new bike. I am in love with her. Everyone, meet Beverley. I got her for a great price from a guy whose ad I found on Gumtree. It was such an … Continue reading →

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