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ergonomic-backpack-grey_12371Yep, I left off last Friday’s post feeling all positive after having a major moan, and having decided exercise was the only answer, with my mind made up to sweat out my problems on the treadmill, I ran round madly grabbing lotions, potions, kit, towels and my trusty iPod…

With my bag stuffed to bursting, I headed off to pump, pose and pamper at my gym.  In true Nixdminx style, what sounds like the lap of luxury nevertheless turns out to be a dog’s dinner from start to finish, no matter which way you look at it.

On my merry little stroll to muscle mecca, my trusty Manhattan Portage back pack broke, leaving me walking lumpenly in my parka in the manner of Quasimodo.   Ho hum, it’s ancient, I’ll mend it I thought blythely.  As it was Friday, and I was looking forward to a night out with the Notting Hill fillies, I booked a sunbed for that instant glow and stood bathing in the UVA rays until kaboom – the blasted thing blew up on me!  Hastily donning a swimming costume and towel, I tiptoed into the reception area looking quite scared and very scary –  I still had thick white factor 50 sunscreen daubed across my face for all and sundry to gawp at. ‘Oops sorry, have a free one next time you’re in’ said the receptionist.

Slinking into the changing rooms, I was ready to get  running and work up a sweat until I realised I’d left my work out leggings at home – the thought of attempting a 3k run in my knickers did cross my mind, but I thought I’d scared everyone enough already.

Not one to give up without a fight, I headed to the pool. Oh dear. This credit crunch has left a lot of fat pants cats out of work, and it seems they’re all whaling whiling away the hours in ‘my’ Spa.  Best to leave it alone for a bit I thought and hit the pool for a few lengths.  I’d forgotten my swimming goggles, but by this time I couldn’t care less, so swam back and forth in the manner of a tottering drunk as I kept my eyes closed for most of it.  That done, it was time to relax, but not wanting to be the only female in the hot tub, I went into the sauna instead. 

After ten minutes, I emerged beetroot-like and the spa was still full so I jumped into the pool to swim a bit more until the hairy Walruses left, only to find my leg muscles spasmed in the extreme change of temperature and I was hopping around with cramp.   At least I could look forward to having a shower and getting out of there…just don’t ask how my hair got to look like a haystack when I left otherwise I’ll have to share another Nixdminx moment…

Needless to say I was back at the gym on Sunday to try all over again and claim my free sunbed. I stood bathing in the UVA rays until kaboom – the blasted thing blew up on me! Hastily donning a swimming costume and towel, I tiptoed into the reception area – and you know the rest

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