32 sleeps to go :0)
Well with only 32 sleeps (or 4.55 weeks to go) the excitement is building!
Wednesday morn I Yoga'd again and Thursday lunchtime i did a little huffypuffy through downtown Banksmeadow. I must say Banksmeadow must be the big dogshit capital of Australia. There must be some might big mutts too. Some of the piles were bigger than good old steaming cow patties (for those fortunate enough to grow up in rural qld like myself, cow patties provide endless hours of fun and enjoyment - poor mans frisbee!)
This morn I cardioed my little heart out...literally - I got up to 152 on the heart rate thingy...so I really must have been feeling the burn (or a little dizzy not quite sure). All this protein/little carb etc has been playing with my moods . Last week I was really really flat - this week I am a little on the aggressive side of beligerent!!! Wendy Testaburger v Miss Ellen from South park.
I'm spewing though about something almost in my backyard. Near my home is the most awesome bush track thru mangroves and bushland and along the river bank. Already I have started to include this track into my regular exercise routine AND I really enjoy it.
Recently though a 15 yo girl was attacked at 4pm in the afternoon.
It absolutely angers me no end that people think they can simply take something that is not theirs. Here in suburbia some fuckwits believe its completely appropriate to attack and rape a 15 yo girl. It shits me no end. It shits me no end that i may have to look over my shoulder when I am walking on the same track. This is MY park too you fucknuckles. HOW DARE YOU compromise the safety, peace and tranquility.
It troubles me that with all advances through technology and civilisation we make, we can't seem to erradicate violent sexual behaviour against oftern younger, more fragile victims.
Wednesday morn I Yoga'd again and Thursday lunchtime i did a little huffypuffy through downtown Banksmeadow. I must say Banksmeadow must be the big dogshit capital of Australia. There must be some might big mutts too. Some of the piles were bigger than good old steaming cow patties (for those fortunate enough to grow up in rural qld like myself, cow patties provide endless hours of fun and enjoyment - poor mans frisbee!)
This morn I cardioed my little heart out...literally - I got up to 152 on the heart rate thingy...so I really must have been feeling the burn (or a little dizzy not quite sure). All this protein/little carb etc has been playing with my moods . Last week I was really really flat - this week I am a little on the aggressive side of beligerent!!! Wendy Testaburger v Miss Ellen from South park.
I'm spewing though about something almost in my backyard. Near my home is the most awesome bush track thru mangroves and bushland and along the river bank. Already I have started to include this track into my regular exercise routine AND I really enjoy it.
Recently though a 15 yo girl was attacked at 4pm in the afternoon.
It absolutely angers me no end that people think they can simply take something that is not theirs. Here in suburbia some fuckwits believe its completely appropriate to attack and rape a 15 yo girl. It shits me no end. It shits me no end that i may have to look over my shoulder when I am walking on the same track. This is MY park too you fucknuckles. HOW DARE YOU compromise the safety, peace and tranquility.
It troubles me that with all advances through technology and civilisation we make, we can't seem to erradicate violent sexual behaviour against oftern younger, more fragile victims.
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