Hello Raleigh!

Hi Blogggers,

Gentle exercises, the doctor said, swimming, cycling and of course the beast. Well nagging sister is off saving the world some where today, Vic.2 is probably on her air glider, Happy neighbour is at work and so is new buddy.


So where does that leave me? Well, I could just stay in my big king sized bed, under my big king sized duvet, (ok, so I spent half the morning there), but, those small quiet voices in my head, nagging sister implanted, preprogrammed, brainwashed naggingness seems to be winning the fight to get me out of bed. I could just potter around the house, do some house work, watch the shoulder of lamb defrost for my curry later.

So, in answer to the above question, where does that leave me? It leaves me to listen to still quiet voices, preprogrammed naggines implanted brainwashing from nagging sister and get the bike out from the shed.

It seems an age since last saw my bike, of course the tyres needing pumping up, (thank goodness the mice didn't take a fancy to my tyres) and I needed to dust off the cobwebs, dust and I don't even want to think what else because I would let it stay there in the shed. All done, stand back and admire it.

There! looking spic and span, dust and (whatever) free, cycle helmet dusted, Don' think old girl of who might have been laying in, just put it on, bike clips round ankles and off.

I needed to go to the shops anyway, so that's my destination, shopping list in mind, card in back pocket, little bag on back and head off to the shops. Now, where I live there is a hill as big as Everest you have to climb before you get to the straights, and once your there, your virtually at the shops. I get to the top of the road that leads to 'mount Everest' switch gear to low low low one and.............disaster. The chain fell off just as I was about to head up hill. Now the old boy did show me how to put the chain back on, you move this thing here, which slackens this here,, put this here and voila` your back on the road! Not quite as simple for me, moving the thingy trying to lift the chain to the big round thing but it just doesn't seem enough slack. Helmet off, kneeling now on the floor, builders bum that Bovis would be proud of and looking to see where I was going wrong.

I didn't give up, I did manage to fix the chain, I'm covered in dirt but pleased that I had fixed my bike, (I wasn't actually pulling the thingy far enough to give enough slack) and I headed on up Mount Everest. I was quite grateful for that bit of rest actually, the HILL seems higher than ever, but I eventually make it to the top, headed on the straight now, not far to go to reach the shops, put my bike in the bike place chain it up.....................AH!

ARRGGH NO CHAIN. Now do I trust people and just leave it there, or do I ride all the way back home to get a chain, up Mount Everest again?

Well you all will be proud of me (I think) I decided not to trust people and ride on home to get a bike chain, and ride up the mountain again!! How on earth people do this for fun, day in day out is beyond me, I am looking as If I have done two sessions on the beast now, and this ride is just a little over a mile!

I can imagine the beast at nagging sisters house, (if it could) laughing at me, falling over in laughter!!

Wet Monday! Does it Matter?

Hello blog followers,

Yes its a wet Monday, I still have my sore neck and have been to the doctors early this morning. The doctor just confirmed what the duty doctor said to me on the phone Friday morning, I have pulled a muscle, and I am to keep taking the pain killers.

Of course, being as I am, and trying to get fit (again!) I asked whether jogging would be good for me. She said no. 'yippee!' Of course I didn't think that, I asked when I could start again, she said I should just wait till the pain stops and just do gently exercises, i.e. swimming or cycling or cross trainer! Yes, that's right blog lovers, she mentioned the beast, Vic.2 did suggest that maybe nagging sister had in fact briefed the doctor before I got there.


So, no excuse, the cross trainer it is. And due to school holidays the beast is what is on the agenda for the next three weeks for us all!


I collected Happy neighbour, who, because it was raining, thought we may not be going out, and the she said 'I have to work for the next three Tuesdays so I wont be able to the cross trainer' I just smiled, 'Yes you will Happy, because that's where we are going now' I don't think she knew whether to be happy or sad at that thought.

When we arrived at nagging sisters house, Vic.2 was just on her last leg of her 20 minutes stint, nagging sister in all her wisdom has upped the goal posts. I did try to convince nagging sister that the doctor suggested that I should just watch the activities because of the severity of the injury I sustained. She wasn't having any of the nonsense, which leads me to believe Vic.2s hunch that she 'got' to the doctor! Vic.2 has done her twenty minutes justice. Her target for calorie burn was 156, she burnt 173.6 and traveled a distance of 8.2km

I thought I would get my torture from the beast out of the way, give myself time to recover before driving home, well its my excuse for getting it over and done with. Nagging sister was not being very lenient with me, there is no sympathy, 'The doctor says you can use a cross trainer, so you're doing the twenty minutes too' She says, not even a hint of sympathy in those cruelly spoken words.

So there I was, same program as last week, same amount of hills, same beast mocking me but an added five minutes extra! It was hard. I only did gently, I wasn't going to break any records, and as for the target calorie loss of 147, well the beast can just go eat them it self, because I knew I wouldn't do it.

But considering I am exercising with a broken neck, pulled muscles, and carrying fat which seems to be clinging on every muscle in my body, I didn't do too bad. My suggested calorie burn up was 147, I burnt up 127.5 and I 'traveled' a distance of 6.6 km. Well, not bad for someone who is severely injured!

Now is happy neighbours time, I was recovering on the couch, helping nagging sister to create a spread sheet of all our targets and distances, (thank goodness she has not got a column for weight), Vic.2 is keeping the little people happy with grapes, raisins and bottles. Ten minutes into Happy neighbours program, nagging sister looked up from the computer and noticed that Happy neighbour was actually going backwards. Vic.2 looked in an saw happy neighbour looking flushed, 'I wondered why it was harder on my legs' said Happy neighbour, 'I was just thinking to myself I don't think I will be able to do 20 mins' But by this time, me, nagging sister and Vic.2 was just falling about laughing, 'Oh yes, this is better' she says as she starts working the beast forwards, but by now we couldn't hear her, we were laughing so much, tenor ladies please!!! and make them doubles!!!

So after we got Happy Neighbour going in the right direction her target of 147 (which should have been higher, if she had remembered how old she really was!) wasn't quite reached, she actually burnt of 129.8 and traveled a distance of 6.7 km, half backwards!!! So does that mean she never actually traveled anywhere, mmmmmm???

So until next time bloggers, I shall rest up, and look forward (not) to my next stint on the beast, which is on Wednesday. I have been nagged into it by ........ that's right nagging sister.

Of course I took some pictures of the very red faced happy neighbour, (who is trying to work out a spread sheet too) and of nagging sister on the beast, please, please, enjoy!

This is Happy Neighbour, not sure it is embarrased blusing, or just the sheer hard work of walking backwards at a pace!


Nagging sister no make up, no hair brushed no where to hide! Oh yes, nagging sisters stats. distance 12.7 calorie burn 279.4, targt burn 148, time 30 minutes. Well did you expect she would let a machine beat her!!

Is This The End?!!

Hi blog readers,

I know its Sunday but I'm sitting here with the laptop, dinner cooking nicely looking over at middle daughter and the stubborn one asleep on my sofa, and just thought I would drop you a line or two to let you know what has happened.

Well On Friday you will have noticed the lack of blog, this is because of the pain.....no, not the old man, and no not nagging sister! Oh dear what you like. No this is a real pain, it seems that my keep fit regime is not particularly good for me. The pain in the neck that I tried to ignore and run through on Thursday is back with avengence! It kept me awake Thursday night, resorting to pain relief in the middle of the night.

Of course I rang the doctors the next morning who told me to get the pain under control with strong painkillers and anti inflammatory drugs. She seems to think that it may be an over use injury, the little cushions in between the neck bones may have been squished! Well to me I would have thought that should have happened in the back lower down, I mean I am not svelte like, unlike nagging sister. But then I thought well actually, there is a lot of brains up there on top of my shoulders, impacting down on my neck, each jogging step impacting down on my neck.

So I shall have to take it easy for a week or so, ask the doctor tomorrow if there is anything that I could do that is not going to hurt me but help me get fit.

I am not giving up getting fit, just going to have to find a new way of doing it. Maybe riding my bike more, mmm that's a thought, ride my bike to the park and ride along side nagging sister, Vic.2, Happy neighbour and new buddy!!

Another Jogging Buddy!

Hi blog readers,

That's right, I have a new buddy to jog with. She was 'umming and arring' yesterday evening walking back from school, but I expect she was thinking of a good excuse not to come. But come she did, looking lovely in her make up and trackies, nagging sister would be proud of her.

She knocked at the door, and I............ erm......... was not quite ready. My aching limbs kept me from jumping out of bed in eagerness to jog this morning, even with a new buddy to go with, I was just cleaning my teeth before getting my clothes on (always best if you have fresh breath, just in case you pass out and some hunky gorgeous paramedic needs to give you kiss of life) and besides that, I pant so much I don't really want morning breath to take away the fresh aroama of the flowers, grass, dogs doings.

So double quick time squeezing wobbly bits in to now falling apart jog pants to let in New Buddy. A quick scurry around to to find trainers and sweat shirt and then off out in the dreary daylight, with a very bright and cheerful new buddy.

'How fast do we run' says new buddy, 'Oh just a gently pace' I informed her and to her relief she said 'Oh that's great, I thought we were running, oh yes, this is good' she says with a smile. I'm thinking, its her first time out, wait till she gets on the path to turnaround lamppost, then she may not think its that easy!

Its a nice steady pace, and we bump into some friends who give us encouraging shouts of 'Go on girls, keep it up' as she desperately holds on to her rather large and playful looking boxer dog! 'It looks like he wants to come with you' says the friends. I was just glad she had a tight hold of the leash. New buddy seems to be enjoying the jog, I, on the other hand, was suffering. The pain in my neck has slipped down to my shoulder blade and is causing me problems with my breathing, I was hoping new buddy would want to walk some of the way, but she looks as fresh as a daisy, unlike me looking like a wilted lettuce.

'Oh this is not so bad at all' says new buddy, its like doing my "rebok steps" at home' So now she tells me, now I know! New buddy hasn't be vegging on the couch like I have done over these last forty something years, she has actually been doing some sort of keep fit regime at home. I knew she said she has a treadmill, but that is dismantled and in various parts of her house, which is probably what I would like to do to Nagging Sisters new beast! So she is not going to want to walk some of the way!

On and on to turn around lamppost, pain in shoulder refusing to budge, stopping me from taking deep breaths, but we make it. New buddy smiling away, looking gorgeous in her made up face, stretching bending, looking the professional. It took all my strength to lift my arms to cuddle turn around lamppost to stop myself dropping to my knees.

'Ok now back, are you ready?' I say to new buddy 'Yes I am', she says cheerily 'Are you?' If only she knew the real answer she would probably be calling for the ambulance! Well, at least its closer to home, at least every step is taking me back to my house, nice hot bath, cuppa, yogurt. Every step was not good, couldn't get my breathing right, finding it difficult to talk to new buddy, but trying to look as if I am enjoying it, after all I don't want to put her off do I.

Needless to say, I did walk some lampposts and treasured every painless step while I did. I said to new buddy that I normally sprint from the top of the road to my house, its a thing nagging sister seems to have programmed into me somehow, 'Oh ok' she says, with not even a hint of dread.

We reach the top of the road and then the sprint starts, new buddy takes off like the wind, where did she get thet energy from, and me trying to take a deep breath in to start. Running, running, new buddy disappearing round the corner, (she has gone over the bumpy path, I'm going to stick to the pavement), running, running, I see new buddy reaching the house, 16:41, I managed to look at the stopwatch for her, running running, no breath now, hurting, sweating, the house thank goodness, 16:48:49. Very poor time for this run, very poor time for this far into training. But new buddy giving me renewed strength by saying 'You're very good for doing this, old girl' I will reply to her, in a minute or two, let me just find where I left my lungs!

Oh, New Buddy, after seeing me glowing, sweating, panting, dying, says she is looking forward to doing again tomorrow!!

A Little Stroll

Hi bloggers,

As you are all probably aware by now, I work on Wednesdays looking after a little girl, so jogging is out of the question. Yes I know people jog with buggies, but they are fit, young, athletic, lifelong keep fitters, and they have the proper gear! But unfit old girls, like me, who decide (for some insane reason) to start to get fit at a 'certain age' in their lives, that is definitely a non starter (for now!).

I thought I would do some 'jigging' about in my kitchen to some of my fav sounds on the ipod, and then work out to fit guy on YouTube (who I have totally ignored this week) and that should do it for aching body today. But my middle child, mother of the stubborn one decided to invite me to her local rhythm and baby blues group in her local library so that the stubborn one can meet some local little people his own age. Notice that I emphasise the word 'local', because to me 'local' means near,close by, 'around the corner', five minute stroll.

Oh no, not for middle child's local baby groups, hers is miles away, (well it seemed miles pushing the buggy) and its a fifteen or twenty minute fairly fast paced (really fast) walking, because we were late! Thank goodnes we were going down hill.

We arrived at the local library with about two minutes to spare, grabbed a seat, thankfully there were two available, and waited for the fun and games to begin. I was absolutely glowing like a nuclear reactor, desperately fanning myself with a book, (being a library there were plenty) and trying not to look too flushed.

The singing started. Singing sweetly, lifting up the babies, lowering the babies, (this is more exercise! And the little girl weighs quite a bit now!) more singing, more actions, wibble wobble, to and fro, then the goodbye. All done and dusted in 30 minutes! 30 minutes!! I rushed down from her place, pushing a buggy, for 30 minutes singing.

I was aching, I really was, I was still hurt from the beast, in fact the aching has out done the pain in the neck, (well, this is easing off now) but the thought of going back to middle daughters flat, up hill IN THE RAIN was sending me dizzy.

So I suggested maybe we can have lunch before we set off back home. Middle daughter didn't take much persuading and we heading off in the right direction.

Lunch done, a quick shop the off back to the flat OH MY WORD, she lives that-a-way! Up hill, miles and miles up hill, and still its raining! I am complaining like mad, 'Why did you say its only a short walk, why didn't we use my car, no, don't put more shopping on the buggy, moan, moan,, nag nag"! The nag, nag bit was daughter, she must have been taking lessons off nagging sister! Nagging sister would be proud of her 'Just walk, keep your back straight, don't slouch, no we don't need to get on the bus'

By the time we got to her flat I was a wreck and we still had to get the buggy and the trike up the two flights of stairs!

Needless to say, when I cam home, I didn't put music on, I didn't look for fit guy on youtube, I made a cuppa and wrote this instead!

Sorry.......What did you want to know.......Oh, what we had for lunch, its was p....... ok?...... you didnt hear.... oh ok, it was pie and mash!, there I have said it, Hi I'm the old girl and I love Pie 'n' Mash!

Welcome To The Chamber Of Horrors!!

Hi blog lovers,

What a Glorious morning it has been. Both me and Happy neighbour are looking forward to trying out nagging sisters new get fit gadget. Happy neighbours husband, however, made us think that maybe its not going to be as easy as we think, on account of him being in Occupational Therapy and having to work out on one of these machines. He said he started off for five minutes only building up to 15 minutes (which is what nagging sister wants us to do when we arrive) after a good few weeks!

We arrived at nagging sisters house, Vic.2 answered the door with 'nagging sister is just finishing her 20 minutes stint on the new gadget'. She said she had already done her 15 minutes, and was still 'glowing' from her time with the 'beast'. NO!, Not nagging sister, (he he he), the cross trainer. Vic.2 says its notthing like her machine, she has since discovered that hers is in fact an 'Air Glider', but nagging sisters is the real McCoy!

This new fang dangled machine calculates how many calories you should burn up while working out on it. You put your age, in how long you will use it for and it makes a suggestion of how many calories you should burn up. Nagging sister, (Yawn) reached her 'burn up calories' mark, Vic.2 said she was about ten off her suggested target. Just me and Happy neighbour to go then.

I thought I would go first, so Happy Neighbour can see the flattering pictures of herself I posted in the previous blog. 'Well this seems ok', I said as I just mooch about on it, but then nagging sister comes over, programmes the machine and orders me to 'move the peddles.' Ok, its going well, I can do this, its straining slightly on the old girls thighs, (which is good, right?) Yup, I think I can do this. But then, the dots on the screen (which I thought was just keeping time with me) started to climb, the tension on the peddles alters, arms needed to get going, (I did wonder why there where those handles there) 'What on earth....... argggh' I looked over at Vic.2, she gives me a sympathetic smile and a very knowing nod, 'See, its horrible' she says, with a huge wave of sympathy extending towards me.

Oh my word! It is horrible, and there, programmed in by nagging sister were three peaks on the darn screen! Three peaks which Vic.2 informs me, represent going up hill!! What has nagging sister done? Vic.2s air glider sounds like a tranquil, peaceful, easy gliding machine to kill off fatty bits, a machine you can hum pretty tunes, think about butterflies, birds, peaceful flowing waters,where as nagging sisters' 'cross trainer' is a monster., the sweat was pouring down my face, into my eyes, more so than any jog session so far! CROSS TRAINER It should be called ABSOLUTELY BLOOMIN FURIOUS TRAINER

It was Happy neighbours turn next, lets see if she remains happy after this! Im sure those words of her husbands are playing on her mind, 'Oh yeah, it is hard to do' she says, followed 'Maybe we wont do our jog after, this seems to be giving us a good work out!' If my legs would have allowed it, I would have jumped up and snogged Happy neighbour for saying that. 'Thats fine' is what I said, but in the back of my mind was thoughts of nagging sister, (if she thought about it) nagging us to still go for a mile jog. In the back of my mind, being surpressed by waves of aching pain was the still small voices saying, 'Just get out there and do it!' Well, I'm not listening,.....not yet!

I bet you have all guessed, I didn't actually reach my calorie burn up target suggested by The Beast, but then neither did Vic.2 Or Happy neighbour. The only person, is that the right term for her?, who did reach it is the inhuman, the Cruella DeNag, the Naggiest nagging sister ever!!!

Roll On next Tuesday, when we start again on the dreaded 'Angry Cross Trainer', Ok, Im kidding myself, but I got to try and enjoy this get fit thing!!




Oh by the way, as Vic.2 kindly suggest as Happy Neighbour hasn't that many pictures up so far we thought we would share with you what the torturous machine looked like while its in use. See below.

Nag By Proxy!

Hello watch bloggers,

Do you remember on Friday I said that I seem to have more energy on Mondays, out loud for nagging sister to hear, out loud so that Vic.2 would send scornful looks at me, well, I lied! It was a huge spectacular lie judging by today's first run around park, (which is 1.2 miles round, so Vic.2 reminded me), yes, I said first run or jog, nagging sisters action man would probably call it a crawl.

The sun was shining when we left for the park, both me and happy neighbour was quite relieved, but by the time we got to the park, it had become a bit overcast and the wind was chilly, we were hoping nagging sister and vic.2 were not too far behind us, lets get this over with quickly.

Of course they wasn't, in fact they were there early, in a van, which I will tell you why later.

Nagging sister made us do some warm ups, oh if only that was true, I mean the warm bit, it was very chilly now. We headed off on the first lap, but just a quarter of the way round the wind picked up, it was chilly and it was literally taking our breath away, nagging sister on the other hand, was singing at the top of her lungs 'Oh what a beautiful morning' if the looks me, Vic.2 and Happy neighbour sent over to her could kill, then, she would...... still be standing! because we didn't have the energy to send over a toothpick, let alone daggers!

Nagging sister literally pushed me for half the first lap, even me standing in front of a tree didn't stop her from pushing me. But we all managed to get round, Vic.2 and Happy Neighbour did really well and jogged most of the way, but they were insisting they not going on the second loop. I timed our first lap, it was 15.25, ok slower than last week, but we did have that wind holding us back. Before we had chance to draw breath, nagging sister was at again, 'Come on round two' All three of us looked at nagging sister and said 'no way'. And would you believe it, nagging sister relented..............no, we didn't sit back in the car getting nice and warm, nagging sister said if we cant jog then we will power walk the second lap!

So off we go again, all complaining like anything, the wind was too windy, the cold was too cold, legs like jelly, lead and porridge!, You can imagine it cant you.

But nagging sister was up ahead of us, 'Go sister, go' I shout out to her, trying to get some distance between her and us, but she says 'Ok, I shall jog this and catch you up' So that's what she did, leaving me and the others to stroll along!!! Amazing!

But here comes the crunch, as we were walking, power walking of course, a fellow keep fitter said as she jogged past us 'Nagging sister says, ARMS!' Nagging sister has only asked any fit jogging person to nag us about our arms, keep up, jog on. She even asked two cyclists to 'encourage' us to keep on. 'Talk about nagging by proxy' says vic.2

So there you go, Now we have the entire park urging us to 'jog on' 'Arms', 'Don't forget to breathe'. Is there no sanctuary!

As I said earlier, nagging sister and Vic.2 arrived in a van, this is because cruella deNag has won a bid on ebay for some sort of instrument of torture that she was collected as soon as she finished dishing out her evil torture and she wants us all to go on it from tomorrow, before our jogs, its a cross trainer!!! ARRRRGGGHHH Help us, please, someone!!!!

Here's is a couple more pics of us all, before we started out, freezing it was too, and nagging sister in just a skimpy top! So this is nagging sister, Vic.2 and Happy neighbour (who by the way has got such a girly girl way of jogging its quite amusing to watch)


And here's me with my fellow victims, properly dressed for the occasion!

Oh By the way, our second lap we did in 17 mins and something and nagging sister did her third lap in 11 mins and something seconds, tut!!

Me and My Big Mouth!

Hi blog collectors,

My hair's a mess, my legs hurt and feel like jelly, my face is wonderful shade of crimson, but yet I still look more glam than poor old Vic.2 She looked a complete wreck today, (See attached pictures)

I really didn't want to go, but I knew the girls would be waiting, and I cant let Vic.2 down now cant I. And I feel justified in being there today, after what nagging sister made Vic.2 do!

As I said my legs hurt, Vic.2 aptly described as having 'lead in your trainers', I do hope nagging sister didn't hear that as that just might give her some ideas, I have heard there are weights and things that you can tie round your legs and arms!! We start off, fit guy running opposite direction, no doubt will will see him at Half way point. Its good to see so many joggers about, but I am oh so jealous. How fit they all look, how easily they are running, and there's me and Vic.2 having to be phiscally pushed along by nagging sister.

It was hard going to get to half way point, bloomin hard, nagging sister totally on form with the nagging. Oh I must say this, nagging sister did actually stop jogging and walked, and both me and Vic.2 said 'Arms!' Nagging sister said she had mascara in her eyes, because of course nagging sister never goes anywhere unless she has her makeup on. Her action man also called her on her mobile, so of course she took the call, and unlike me carried on jogging as she spoke to her action man. He did make me and vic.2 laugh, well if we had enough breath we would have, when he said to her 'Its sounds like you are having a heart attack' and then just after said 'Though you were supposed to be jogging not walking' or words to the affect. I am dreading action mans promise of coming jogging with us when he is back from Iraq.

AT one point, fed up of nagging sisters nagging I picked the pace up, I thought If i could just get this over and done with, go faster, the end would soon be there. So that's what I did, I just took off like the wind, from behind me I could hear, 'She's picked up the pace' and a pathetic 'Friend?' from Vic.2. But I kept in the zone, for all of 5 seconds more and when I looked up the cars, it seemed to be further in the distance, not only that, but fit guy overtaking us again, and the fit girl, in a plastic mac too!, she must lose so much water in that.

Eventually, back at the car, me looking this lovely crimson color, I look at the time, its 15:09:22. We were just patting each on the back when nagging sister says to Vic.2, 'Come on you're coming round again' The shock on Vic.2's face was lovely, but she dutifully went I timed there second round, from the comfort of my car rocking out to AC/DC, see I wasn't totally immobilised, and they did their second round in ..........................13:09 nagging sister, ..........13:24 Victim 2!!

Well done, Vic.2 (she says through gritted teeth) 'Well done indeed' you know I love you, but.....
Here is Victim 2 after her second record breaking round! And picture of nagging sister just for the fun of it.



Oh by the way,m the 'Me and my big mouth bit', I said out loud that I have energy on Mondays only, Victim 2 looked at me and said, 'Did you just say that out loud' And nagging sister said 'Oh good, because you are going round 2 times next week!'

Oh what have I done !!!!

Flipping 'Eck

Hi avid blog viewers,

Flipping 'eck indeed. I can tell its coming to the end of the week, energy levels are in my trainers,.......well actually I wish there was energy in them then they could do all the work.

I argued, again, with myself, and all those visions and encouraging words from every one, nagging sister, Vic.2, happy neighbour, those still quiet voices yelling at me to get out of bed!

I didn't do anything yesterday, I was working and son was home, so I didn't fancy 'jigging about' in my kitchen as beligan bun so thoughtfully said.

I forced myself to jog all the way to turn around lamppost, in fact it felt like I was running with lampposts as legs, they are so stiff and hurting. The energy is just not there, what nagging sister is going to think tomorrow I don't know.

Do you know how hard it is to do something, ok, so its good for you, but doing something that hurts you, that zaps your energy, that makes you talk to yourself in public! Hmmm? Well? If the answers no, then come out with me, if only to see the pained expression on my face, then you will have some idea.

I was timing the whole jog today, but daughter rang me, mother of the stubborn one, so of course I walked as I talked (multi tasking, eh, clever), and she said 'Stop heavy breathing down the phone!'

After she put the phone down I checked to see if stopwatch still showing and picked up the pace again, it was 12 minutes something and when I saw that I then noticed that I was just passing 12 minute lamppost. 'Oh good' I thought to myself, or did I say that out loud, who knows 'Oh good, I'm on time'

This gave me renewed energy, well ok, I am kidding myself, but it did perk me up a bit and I jogged for the rest of the way home, (did I mention to you that I did walk a few lampposts, eh, well don't worry about that)I checked the stop watch after I sprinted the last bit (darn nagging sister for making me always do that last bit a sprint) and I looked, 12:41, 'Flipping 'eck' I had pushed the stop button as I put call down on daughter and forgot to start it again!

Justice as nagging sister would say, after we.......erm........forgot to look at nagging sisters second laps. But I reckon I did it in 15 minutes or so.

Stretcher Please!!

Hi keepers of the blog.

Well, today was a struggle to even get out of my bed to get son out of his bed for school.

Did I really tell the new victim that we will go jogging today? Maybe she wont remember this time, I mean she did actually forget that she was going jogging yesterday,.......mmmmmm which is probably why she will remember today, her aching limbs will be a reminder.

I eventually get up, pull on these pesky jog pants grab keys, mobile and walk to neighbours house to see if she ready. Of course she is. She had even sent me a text to remind me about jogging!

'Its a nice day' says happy neighbour, and it is. The sun is up, birds etc etc, but all I could think of is "I just want this done so I can rest".

I start the timer and we head off at a steady pace, and already happy neighbour is putting me at ease with her 'I might not be able to jog the whole way this time, not after yesterday' MMM a little bit of comfort for me, knowing that, I can take full advantage of her less than eagerness to jog the whole way.

We jogged on and on and I had remarked to Happy (that is what I shall call her on account she is always smilining!!) that this point here, this lamppost, just before dog poo ally is furthest I had jogged non stop on this route, so I was very pleased, and we carried on, right up to turn around lamppost, pausing only for a second or two to direct lady to play park.

I was well pleased we jogged back straight away, rerouting lady to the park, 'What she didn't understand about "just follow the path straight"' I don't know. I was also thinking, 'Why is Happy nagging me like nagging sister' as we jogged on through dog poo ally.

We didn't quite make the whole round trip in one jog, we must have walked maybe three lamppost in all, (me probably 4) but out time was impressive it was 15;22;63, Well I am very pleased with that at this point in my training. Well pleased.

And nagging sister, it seems, has an Alli in Happy neighbour!!

Beautiful Bright Monday Morning!

Hi blog catchers.

How are you all on this bright beautiful morning!......is what I was going to write soon after I got back in to my house, but things never happen the way that I want.

So its a bit chilly out now and grey and its early evening and I'm only just writing up today's blog!

But it was a beautiful start to the day, the sun was out the birds tweeting, and I had another Victim for nagging sister to abuse.....I mean to encourage.

My strategy is that there will be a big group of us and nagging sister won't be able to keep an eye on all of us.

The new victim has been with us before, some of you may remember last time she came with us she carried her hand bag on her shoulder the whole way around the park, not only that but for someone who has never been jogging she jogged the whole way round too.

So you wont be too surprised to know that new victim did it again.!! What might surprise you is that I too jogged the whole way round, but this time with an encouraging "go on old girl you can do it" from Vic.2, and nagging sister! I think the new victim would have joined in, but she was like me, if she even stopped to think about anything else but getting to the end of this jog the she wouldn't get going again.

I did stop briefly (and it really was very briefly, three walking paces before I started back jogging) three quarters of the way round, and nagging sister did manage to find the nagging tone again "Come on don't stop, nearly there, look, there's the cars" and Vic.2 even gave me a huge smiley smileface and the thumbs up sign. To be sure, I don't think she could actually talk either.

It was a small triumph for all three of us to get round the whole park, (thats not including nagging sister of course, we know she goes round twice) non stop jogging mode, Ok, so we were lapped a couple of times by the super fit joggers, ok, so we fell on to the car instead of doing press ups on the railings, and we were speechless for a good few minuets, but we did it. We jogged the whole way round!!

Our time for this jog was amazing too, we did it in 15:58 mins. To say we were impressed with our time is putting it mildly.

Of course nagging sister had to go around again, (the show off) while we all dived on the bottle of chilled water, still leaving the stopwatch on my mobile running, so we can gauge nagging sisters second mile.

But much to our amusement, and, (rather disappointingly) nonchalant "oh well" from nagging sister, I had accidentally turned it off so I could read a text message I had received.

But like good friends and loving sister that we are we agreed that nagging sister probably was as fast as she was last week!

Or was she!!! wink wink girls!

And Just because I love my sister so much, here is another beautiful picture of her, taken by Vic.2 after nagging sister completed her second lap last Monday. I dont think she knew it was being taken, even I didn't see Vic.2 snap this, he he he, so glad she did though.

Oh My Word! I did it!

Hi Blog watchers.

Yes I managed to drag myself out of my nice, warm, cosy, snuggly wuggly bed and pull my joggers around the wobbly bits that is my backside and got out and jogged.

To be very truthful, even I didn't think I would do it, my goodness, the argument that I had with myself to get out the said snuggly wuggly was, and this is being polite, ugly!

I mean it was even worse than what Vic.2 and I have in our heads when we think of nagging sister. If I could sue myself for slander and affray I would do.

I wasn't looking forward to this mornings jog, but after having two lazy days of inactivity in respect of getting fit, I really needed to do it.

It was cold, but the sun was trying to cheer me, I clocked the time as I left the house, (my battery had died on my mobile, but at least I could take off a few seconds for opening doors, closing doors, looking for key holes at end etc) and off I went. Would you believe I was still arguing with myself, but by then, in my head, I had all sorts of people nagging me, not to mention Vic.2! Oh I hope nagging sister takes my absence out on her tomorrow he he he, ha ha ha. Oh! no, sorry Vic.2, forgive and forget about Monday!

It was hard going, I managed to jog further than I thought I would, but still didn't get as far as turnaround lamppost before I was power walking and not jogging.

Well to cut a short story even shorter, it was run for 2 lampposts and walk for one, but only after I was seriously talking out loud to go on, go on, go on. (apparently its Father Ted day today, so beligian bun, would that do for getting a quote from the show, I know its the same as yours but its the only one I know!)

Oh, blimey, I can feel you all wanting to ask me what my time was, do I really have to say? Well it wasn't much better than Mondays jog, so it was 17:17:98, there you all happy now!

Two Parties and a Baptism! A Hetic week?

Hi blog watchers,

Ok I should have waited till Friday to write this headline, but it feels like the end of the week already, tired, but a happy tired.

Parties, more parties and batisms! Its been hetic, this old girl now has a 1 year old grandchild! Seems I have been eating nothing but party food for a week!

As you can probably guess, I didnt do anything exhasting yesterday, I thought to myself I would give a days rest then dance in kitchen, days rest (for Thursday) before jog round park on Friday. But it hasnt worked out like that, because today I didnt dance around my kitchen, I could have done, but I was running around after little un and then had the whole toddler thing to do and a walk to the school to collect new little girl. Ok, in all honesty, I got lazy! But I thought tomorrow I will make up for it, I will jog and dance and work out to dude on youtube, and then jog with nagging sister and victim 2 on Friday.

But that is not how the week will end! The little un's mum wants me to have her on Friday, so no jogging with nagging sister and vic 2. It seems like its going to dancing around to some well loved tuneson Friday, oh I hope I dont get lazitus. Tomorrow I am determined to jog to turnaround lamppost and back, first thing in morning. I have missed that little run, and it will be good to see how well (or bad) I do.

So thats that, must get off spreading backside tomorrow and get out there. Yeah, go on old girl, you can do it, yeah, yeah!!!

Hello Vic.2 Hello Nagging sister

Hi blog lovers

Well, she had her revenge, a jog round the park, in the glorious sunshine, chill wind and two very sorry victims for her to nag!!

We all started of very well indeed, as you can see from our first pictures, nice smiling faces, looking forward to what is ahead. see pic 1,


This is Victim 2 and nagging sister, cant you just see the revenge in her eye.

We did a quick bit stretching, because both me and vic 2 knew what was in store for us and tried to delay the inevitable for as long as we could. But nagging sister was having none of that, 'Ok thats it, get jogging' was her comforting, nurturing, encouraging words.

And so we begin. Easy, easy, oh yes!, what on earth was we scared of, phut, nagging sister is going to be redundant at this rate

! But, isn't there always a but?, but half way round was a different, I was hurting, arms, legs, waist, but where was my comrade in arms...... I mean jogging pants...... up ahead, jogging, thats where! 'Come on you can do it!' says Vic.2 shouting at me, Oh yes, not just nagging sister nagging, Vic.2. Vic.2 who I looked to to poke fun of nagging sister with, take the mick with, vent our anger and frustration with, was nagging me!!!!

Of course I kept going as long as I could, with the jogging, combined with the power walking, (especially as all I heard from nagging sister was, 'Arms') Vic.2 was still jogging, it must be that cross trainer she goes on about, (oh by the way, make sure you go to the end, I have the evidence that a talked about in last blog.

Well not to go on and on about what a hard time I had, and how Vic.2 just jogged all the way round, we did manage the whole round of the park just the once in about 17 mins, pretty bad, but of course nagging sister had to go again, grrrrr, she did it in as far as I can remember in 13 or 14 mins, isn't that right Vic.2? Any way, more pics of us after we finished jogging.






By the way, mine and nagging sisters skill at taking pictures are not to be admired, first picture I took had thumb over lens and nagging sister didn't even take hers, but here is what we did manage to capture, with vic.2 giving precise instructions, again.



Nagging sister on cross trainer.


Well what did did you think a cross trainer looked like!!!??

Great Day!

Hi followers of blogs.

Its been an interesting day, Hard! Deffinately yes, what with keeping up with Mr. Hunky and those women pain junkies of his.

I did do some exercises and his routine, but I also went to see nagging sister, well poor old girl doesn't quite know how to use the computer properly and had still yet to register for race for life!

So after hunk session and dance session, and after nagging sister rang me three times I was head for hers for a relaxing afternoon, maybe even a cuppa and a sandwich.

We had a great time, I first showed her Mr hunkivator to which she replied, 'eww no!' Thank goodness we have different taste in things, clothes, food, Mr. Motivators, in fact everything! could you imagine the arguments otherwise!!!!

It pleased me no end when nagging sister said that she put on a couple of pounds, (hence reason why she was at victim 2's house on her cross trainer). Did I say a couple of pounds, I of course mean half a stone, that's a whole 7 pounds of extra squishyness that she is carrying around. Oh I shouldn't laugh................ha ha ha ha ha ha ha.

When it came to putting our fund raising page on to her face book, (we have decided to just use the one fund raising page again), it was pathetic, ridiculous, side splitting nonsense. Imagine two blond, computer illiterate bimbo type women, adding, moving, altering, deleting, LOSING, TRYING TO ADD AGAIN, to facebook, the little justgiving box for online donating, it was just the funniest thing ever. For those who are facebookers please go read nagging sisters status, great stuff. Or it could be that just me and nagging sister are completly nuts and find kicking a scrumpled piece of paper across a room so funny!

So that's todays blog, all about nagging sisters WEIGHT GAIN and dizziness.

p.s. Victim 2 has photographic evidence of nagging sister on the cross trainer, must try get it from her!!

A quickie.

Hi blog lovers.

Yes it was a quickie today, my excuse......erm.....reason is that I'm working! I needed to get in in at least a ten mins dance session and that, that...that man and his girls! plus a shower and relax before my work 'woke up'

But none the less, I got all hot and sweaty and swearing.......in a very lady like manner of course, at my computer screen.

There he was, Mr. Gorgeous and his harem of ladies, oh dont think I didnt notice left hand lady give him a sly look when he was talking about getting bottoms 'tight, so tight.....' then he slapped his wrist. I didnt notice that the first two times of watching. So he should. And I also didnt notice the groans coming from one of the ladies, (not left hand lady I dont think, grrr) probably because my own groans drowned it out. But its there, ha ha! I feel so much better now.

Nagging sister rang me yesterday saying she has been following my latest blog and congratulated me, then in the very next breath said, "We are going jogging, Monday, Wednesday, and Friday You, me and Victim 2" Talk about a pat on the back with pins in the hand! Of course I cant do Wednesday due to the little one I have on Wednesday, so I shall use this day for my nice exercises, dancing about to my own tunes, and of course Mr. tight ass......oh sorry did I say that out loud.

So till next time blog lovers, hugs, I suppose even for nagging sister

OUCH!!! OUCH!!! NO MORE!!

Hi blog lovers.

Well its is very much ouch, and only day two of new regime (again), I was almost crying at the cute gorgeous guy and his pert fit skinny lady friends, grrrrr. It was painful today, very painful.

At first I danced about to my music, to get me in a real nice mood, which I was anyway because I had weighed myself yesterday and today (yes, I know you not supposed to do it like that, but I want instant results ok!) and there was a pound difference on the scales. Who knows, I could have moved them in a slightly different position but it still showed a loss. I was well pleased with my self, so, again, today I thought I would dance to my music again, have some fun, throw some shapes around, get in the groove, slide, grapevine and twist the flab away.

Then, on to you tube, my saved fav vids, Mr hunky and his hunketts, laughing at me. I am watching and copying everything that he and his ladies are doing, only I dont look as composed and polished as them. Only I dont look as if I am enjoying at as uch as them. bouncing, leg raises, bouncing knees bent, showing off his fit upper torso, he even comes up to the screen and shows off his pert bum, and says 'This is what we are working on' but all I can hear is 'Mine is so much tighter and smaller than yours'

I'm sure at that moment I let out a sob, I can't be sure of it as it was mixed in with groans and grunts and 'I cant do one more set let alone two more sets'

YOUTUBE. Why was this be invented, there are just no excuses for being lazy any more ornot being able to afford to buy keep fit DVDs for home! I mean, if you aresat at home on a lap top then you can find almost anything you want using the Internet and how to do it on YOUTUBE! Which is what I did, looking for inspiration and workout sessions, Oh why did I do that!! You could probably find out how to be a brain surgeon, or at least in theory, some of us cant stand the site of blood, because it will be 'out there' some where.

Anyway, I've gone off again, I hurt, and that's the gist of things.I want to have a pill that will get me fit, slim me down and keep me that way forever! Simples.

So nagging sister, you have been ousted for a while, cos I have a new object of scorn to focus on, although I can feel you now agreeing with him, and you blog readers out there, still small voices, I can feel you all nodding in agreement with hunky man.

Once Again Into Battle!

Oh it does feel like a battle, let me assure you of that. Every step, or raise leg, or pumping arms feels like I am at war with the dreaded Flab Master!

Oh sorry, Hi blog lovers, I'm back, only this time I have a goal again, inspiration, an award at the end of the fight, something to look forward to, something...... well you get the picture.

I have entered my self into the Race for Life again, for two very good reasons, one its for cancer research, the dreaded disease that took my mum and dad, and also for me, to get fitter and hopefully in doing so a slimmer body.

I have come to realise that I am not one of lifes get up and do people, I need goals, something to achieve at the end of, and I dont just mean a slimmer fitter body, because as we can all clearly see that just didnt happen with me! So a 5K jog it is! With the added bonus that I will be raising loads of money, (Facebook friends, you will have course noted my little banner or just giving on my profile) for this very worthy cause.

Nagging sister has left me to my own devices untill, as she put it, 'when you are fitter, we will go jogging together' DUH and how does she expect me to do that without her naggingness behind me? Well I do have my memories of all those jogging sessions before, that constant nagging whineing, shouting......hmmmm, Yes, I think I can wait till I'm a little fitter to cope with that.

So today, I didnt go jogging, I couldnt face the coldness of the day, and I really wanted to enjoy my first day of my new regime, so I slammed on the music and danced. The I had this brain wave about looking up on youtube a dance keep fit session! I found one, I bounced along, watching this gorgeous guy working his hips, and these gorgeous girls behind him smiling, working out in time with him, with out so much of a bead of sweat! By the end of the 10 min session, this is after my own arms flaying, Jim morrisey, Smiths kind of dance routine of my own, I looked a wreck! But I have, in my befuddled state, decided to favourite that particular routine into my youtube account and hopefully continue with that for the week.

Till next time blog lovers, I'm going for it, (again) yeah!!!

p.s. So good to be back blogging again, oh nagging sister, still quiet voices, loud applause, roar of the crowd, money kerchinging in my chaity fund, sigh!!