Posted on February 27th, 2009 at 2:40 am by 
Visits to the gym, we all spend vast amounts of money on fees thinking it will defiantly re shape our bods, trouble is you actually have to go there…
The ultimate for lazy slobs like me, in keep fit! A range of tabletop type beds, you lie there and they mechanically move your body for you, contorting you in all directions giving your muscles a workout
Who needs a personal trainer!
Pilates or yoga in your local village hall, well it’s great, we have all been there, in the class with the phantom farter or the snorer, it is really hard not to giggle even though you know how incredibly childish that would be.
In fact there is a big, big chance it could be you next time, your holding your butt cheeks so tight it’s taking ever muscle fibre to control and then you see the tutor walking towards you and you know she is going to try to put you in the correct position for the pose’
now is the time to jump up and excuse yourself, on the way to the loo you explain you shouldn’t have had that extra cup of tea before you came out.
Still at least you have toned your bum… a lot!
Line dancing, swing dance, boxing, kick boxing, there are a wonderful range of ways to keep or get that perfect body, including of course the knife and needle,
Everything has its price, a slimmer trimmer body will equate to an anorexic shape bank balance
As for the time to fit in these miserable tasks, the weekly weigh-in at weight watchers or slimmers world can take an hour a more…you queue, you strip off anything that could weigh even an ounce, you step on scales sweating with nerves and trepidation, oh my god you have put on two pounds “and what have we been doing? ask’s the skinny little vixon running the class” “well I’ve been eating and having a great time” wrong… do you want to look good enough to go out to eat or do you want to eat
Give me chocolate and put the skinny jeans back on the rail.
