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Back in the Cupboard of Failed Fitness

At best it’s one of those see-saw devices you see in silent movies, operated by two hapless ruffians with four teeth between them. In this case the Two Hapless Ruffians will be played by me and Leonie of Leek, because in a wave of pro-active can-do-ness she shared with me her online gym membership as we whipped ourselves up into a fervent state of YEAH LET’S DO IT!!! which, as everyone knows, is Stage One of any renewed attempt at fitness / dieting / changing your entire personality. It’s just so much better when you know someone is out there kicking with the wrong leg while you both attempt something diabolical called Body Combat.