Healthy Body, Healthy Mind.

Given my recent agonising sore back, I've eventually admitted to myself that I've let myself go to seed. If I'd been fitter I'd not have torn my back to shreds, as I'd have had the core strength to deal with the sudden falling weight.

 SO......this morning... I started a healthy eating plan at work, no fried food, no rounds of toast, no croissants or sour dough pretzels at breakfast, cereal and fruit or porridge instead. Lunch will be salad, fish or a bowl of soup and a piece of fruit and dinner shall be vegetable based, no red meat, potato in any form or pasta for three weeks. I also done a 20 minute very easy 6mph jog and ten minutes of lower back stretches and a little arm weights after work this evening in the hotels small gym, It's not much, but it's a start....

In Transit

So i find myself on yet another flight, to yet another destination for work, I don't mind flying it's a nice way to travel, unlike driving which I loath. I am also unfazed by the queues at security, I understand why they are a necessary evil, due largely to America and Great Britain's foreign policy, however that's a can of worms I'm not opening. What I do mind is the soulless and depressing air that all departure lounges have, where's the happy atmosphere? We can't all be flying for work. What about holidays, trips home, weekend breaks with lovers, where is the joy? Are we so jaded now nothing excites us? By the look on most folks faces you'd think someone had shat in their cornflakes. Try a little happiness people, it's free.

04/04/2012 The Big Day Approaches..

So tomorrows the big day, AB and I are off to Newcastle for a couple of days, so in an attempt to woo, I'm having a metrosexual days shopping for new clothes hoping to Dress To Impress. First stop Boots, I'm out of Clinique Shaving foam so need to stock up, after that it's just an endless trawl through the high street chains hoping to find something that fits me, but also looks good. AB has a style of her own and always manages to look good without any effort, me...it takes effort.

First thing I notice is that size ** jeans are all being made a little tighter these days....WTF is wrong with clothing manufacturers? Obviously I can't have put weight on by constantly eating out and not working out, so it's the clothes fault. I buy a few pairs of trousers in a slightly bigger size and move on to shirts and T-Shirts, those feckers are in league with the smaller jeans conspiracy and have apparently shrunk their wares too. I buy a couple of shirts, sweatshirts and T-Shirts and think, I perhaps need to go back to the gym...

Shoes..Hurrah, my feet have not grown any bigger and the shoe folk have not caved under pressure from the tailored community and have kept their wares normal. I opt for two styles of boot that compliment my trousers and am pretty much done, a belt, a jacket and some aftershave and I'm good to go..I'll look good, I'm in reasonable shape (except for the sore back which is still agony, more on that next post) and I'm roughly aware of a plan for our two days...

So that's it, I'm all set, AB and I chat on messenger and I arrange to pick her up at nine tomorrow morning, I'm nervous as hell, but super excited at the same time, I get a chance to shine and cannot wait......

02/04/2012 My Back's Breaking

In my rush to get finished and off the ship early on Friday I dragged a huge box marked Heavy 2 Man Lift from a shelf in the container to make room for tools, it subsequently dropped like a stone and I tried to hold it. I felt a pop in the bottom of my back and thought "That can't be good," however I took no notice and get on with my day. It felt slightly tight on Saturday when I got up, and worse as the day went on. I took a few Ibuprofen and some Paracetamol to see me through the day, and a couple more that night. Sunday morning at AB's when I woke up it was far worse, I struggled severely to get up and about, something is badly wrong here and it's getting worse.

Now here's the kicker, this morning it took me an hour to get out of bed and on my feet, and I do mean an hour, I can't stand up, to move my back in any direction is agony, I've never felt pain like it, I get so far and then the pain is so intense I have to give up. I think I could just get up on my feet and straighten my back quickly and I'll be OK. I try this tactic and find there is no way I can actually do it, it's just physically impossible. I'm in agony, the pain is so bad I'm actually thinking about calling reception and getting an ambulance to take me to hospital. Eventually my painkillers kick in and I manage to get from my back to my knees, then upright and mobile. I struggled about for an hour, called my Doctor and drove to see him, boy that was a fun drive..

The end result is I've torn a muscle in my back, I have Tramadol 100mg tablets for my pain, 2 a day for thirty days, I've taken 4 so far today just to function, they make me feel queasy and very lightheaded but they do dampen the pain.......2 days to Newcastle, this had better heal sharpish. I refuse to allow this to spoil my plans.


I do however resolve to never call anyone saying they have a bad back a lazy sod, I've always thought folk complaining about bad backs were malingerers, how bad can it be? I can now tell you, it's the worst pain I've ever had.





Agony be my name.

31/03/2012 Dinner Date.

My day started great today, Tommy and myself are catching the flight home from Heathrow   at 12.15 so we arrive 2 hours early and get upgraded to Business Class so are entitled to go sit in the First class lounge, Tommy takes full advantage of the free bar and proceeds to get rather tipsy, I'm driving later so sip away at a Merlot, have a croissant and look at the beautiful people. One of the beautiful people is an Australian man, with a gorgeous little boy who sits beaming a big toothless smile at me, I'm smiling back at him and he's giggling away. Dad tells me it's been a big week for the wee fella, he's learned to crawl and he also now waves..Dad is beaming with pride, and on cue the wee man waves at me both dad and I look at each other and share a smile, he's a cracking little fella, I wish them both a safe journey and leave for home.

The flight's quite eventful as T has had a few drinks by now, topping up from the night before, and is now quite drunk, he proceeds to try and chat up the flight attendant for an hour or so and she is actually enjoying his chat, he gets her number and is meeting her that night for drinks, he's a charmer our Tommy.

I'm driving down to AB's as we're going out to dinner and I'm really looking forward to seeing her, it's been a month of texts, e-mails and very brief phone calls so it's great to get a chance to talk normally.
And boy can we talk, she's so easy to chat away with, we talk about work, family, friends and anything else that enters our heads and  dinner flies bye. We go to the Inverkip Marina for food, the name of the place escapes me at the moment but the food was really nice. AB looks amazing and I can't keep my eyes off her, I tell her this and for once she does not comment flippantly, she accepts the compliment and I'm feeling great, this is going well tonight, we're great in each others company and AB is actually relaxing, it's not so hard this dating an Ice Queen, I could get used to this. The only slight dampener to the evening is the fact my backs in bits at this point but the painkillers are helping and so is the wine. Dinner ends and we move to the bar for a drink ,we chat for Scotland and are the last ones out of the restaurant, we head back to AB's for a kiss and cuddle and it rounds off a brilliant day.

Carlsberg don't do Saturdays but if they did this has been one of them.

23/03/2012....

AB and I have been having a textual relationship, What's App and text messages are keeping us in contact and we seem to be doing OK. It's strange to chat away by message, but we both seem a little settled and are getting on great....So great in fact, we've decided to go away for a few days when I'm off on holiday to see how we get on. HOW AWESOME IS THAT!  I'm officially the worlds happiest man..

I an such a knob!!!!!

AAAAAAAAAAAGGGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH,,,,,,

I am such a total knob at times, I'll go into more detail later, but right now I could actually beat my head against a brick wall for being such an utter, utter,  utter idiot.

I can't even look at myself in a mirror today, I'm actually full of self loathing, I'm a total prick, I pushed to far and just made a complete idiot of myself, I tried to be funny and just failed, I'm such a fvcking loser.