'Cos my body is a temple and all that shit..
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I have got this new personal trainer, and he is essentialy a nutristionalist (sp?) firt and foremost. I am currenlty eating 6 meals a day, the 3 before mid day have equal amounts of carbs and protien, the first with veg, and the last three after lunch just protien and veg. Its hard as i have yet to master tasty combo's, so i am just sorta having a palm sized portion of chicken or tuna and a the same of say ryvita or pitta, or brown pasta, and a few toms, peppers of a handfull of mixed leaves or something. When i have more time i am going to make actual meals then it fells less regimantal. Its hard to eat so many times as i feel a little bloated, yet he recks that once i am used to it my body will use it all as fuel and start to burn off the last 14lbs that my body is storing as fat.Sprewell said:
I am teaming this eating with 3-4 H.I.I.T training sessions on the bike, and then 3 resitsnce sessions (abs on day, legs another and then upper body the last). I am finding i am having massive amonuts of energy now, and although those 25 mins on the bike kill me, i can feel my metabolic rate is racing for a few hours after and thats what i needed. I love it.
Lozzie
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Amelie, that sounds good. What has spurred on this health mission then???
I need to join a gym...
I need to join a gym...
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skippy said:
I feel your pain brother.... do you also automatically flinch whenever you see a yellow car ?
This thread reminds of an incident years back when I was living in Portugal.
There were 4 girls and 2 lads sharing a 2 bed apartment. It was hot, humid, we drunk a lot of lager, so there were regular episodes of thrush amongst the girls. Anyway, being 19yrs old and in Portugal, we only had money for booze and rent, medication wasnt really on the shopping list, so we got some natural yoghurt for the thrush. The idea was to dip your tampon in yoghurt when needed! (obviously this was a secret between the girls) Although it was rumoured that people would just dip their fingers in it and apply manully, then re-dip! (nice)
One lad, (we'll call him John for the purpose of the story) was a real pain in the backside. He never contributed to the cooking or cleaning, he scaved money, food, beer and basically talked more beeswax than Pooh Bear on acid. Anyway one morning John wakes up in real arsey mood and picks a fight with me and one of the other girls over food. He was basically having a tantrum about not having any food and somehow it was our fault.
So in the end we gave in ...........and offered him one of our yoghurts He ate it all up, and although we were itchy for the rest of the day, we were all very happy
There were 4 girls and 2 lads sharing a 2 bed apartment. It was hot, humid, we drunk a lot of lager, so there were regular episodes of thrush amongst the girls. Anyway, being 19yrs old and in Portugal, we only had money for booze and rent, medication wasnt really on the shopping list, so we got some natural yoghurt for the thrush. The idea was to dip your tampon in yoghurt when needed! (obviously this was a secret between the girls) Although it was rumoured that people would just dip their fingers in it and apply manully, then re-dip! (nice)
One lad, (we'll call him John for the purpose of the story) was a real pain in the backside. He never contributed to the cooking or cleaning, he scaved money, food, beer and basically talked more beeswax than Pooh Bear on acid. Anyway one morning John wakes up in real arsey mood and picks a fight with me and one of the other girls over food. He was basically having a tantrum about not having any food and somehow it was our fault.
So in the end we gave in ...........and offered him one of our yoghurts
He ate it all up, and although we were itchy for the rest of the day, we were all very happy 
misstickle said:This thread reminds of an incident years back when I was living in Portugal.
There were 4 girls and 2 lads sharing a 2 bed apartment. It was hot, humid, we drunk a lot of lager, so there were regular episodes of thrush amongst the girls. Anyway, being 19yrs old and in Portugal, we only had money for booze and rent, medication wasnt really on the shopping list, so we got some natural yoghurt for the thrush. The idea was to dip your tampon in yoghurt when needed! (obviously this was a secret between the girls) Although it was rumoured that people would just dip their fingers in it and apply manully, then re-dip! (nice)
One lad, (we'll call him John for the purpose of the story) was a real pain in the backside. He never contributed to the cooking or cleaning, he scaved money, food, beer and basically talked more beeswax than Pooh Bear on acid. Anyway one morning John wakes up in real arsey mood and picks a fight with me and one of the other girls over food. He was basically having a tantrum about not having any food and somehow it was our fault.
So in the end we gave in ...........and offered him one of our yoghurts
LMAO!!
Saysay said:LMAO!!
lol don't you just love a story with a happy ending lol
Best thing is, I saw him last year, and went "haha do you remember that time when you ate the thrush yoghurt?" and he didn't know anything about it, can't believe we all kept it secret for that long!
