RIP My Old Friend!
Hi Peeps,
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Yesterday my running machine died.
Everything is fine with regard to the music, the lights and the various speed dials and incline buttons etc. but the bloody thing will not move the belt at all….not one inch.
It did no good me swearing at it so Big H had a go at fixing it, but it is deceased, defunct and dead as a Dodo.
Don’t you just hate it when that happens.
It is no more!
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So, I have had to have a think about replacing it, but there is the problem of the possible downsizing in the near future.
Perhaps the place we move into will not have the capacity to absorb such a huge piece of fitness equipment anyway.
Then I remembered the nigh that I could not sleep, did not have an interesting book or the inclination to do any artwork, and therefore decided to watch television in the early hours.
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I ended up having a few more drinks and watching a sales type channel….and I bought something.
It was a small fitness machine called an LLT, the Lateral Thigh Trainer.
It was advertised by beautiful women with minimal hips and shapely legs.
I bought one, along with probably every red blooded male who was watching too.
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It eventually arrived, but it had already been superseded by the running machine Big H had bought me, so it went straight into the spare bedroom and never saw the light of day again.
Until now!
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I am going to use it every morning before Big H arises and I am going to end up with minimal hips and shapely legs too.
Honest.
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You will be kept informed.
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I hope that you are having a fine Saturday.
Take care.
J.
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