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Stretched to Death

November 6, 2009

Imagine a German Shepherd being injected with speed, then playing catch. That’s more or less my finesse on a treadmill. Seeing as my daily treadmill flail tends to attract the attention of everyone at the gym, I was suspicious when I noticed a lone fellow in the corner not paying any attention. As I alighted [...]

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When the Concept of a Home Gym Goes Too Far

June 25, 2009

The owner of our local gym is an awesome bloke, but I find it strange that he seems to be working at every given hour of the day. He’s more dedicated to his job than Natalie Bassingthwaite is to hypnotising the nation via TV with her crazy eyes. If I rock up to the gym [...]

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The Stupidest Retail Outlets in My End of the City

March 9, 2009

Hope everyone in Melbourne survived the minor earthquake on Friday night without any problems, and nobody was getting their genitals pierced or tattoos inked at the time. Just can’t help but fret that someone, somewhere, underwent a horrible body modification experience with unexpected earthquake-induced consequences… It’s a public holiday here today, so most of the [...]

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What’s More Painful: Lifting Your Entire Body Weight, or Breakast Radio?

February 22, 2009

It seems I may have to adjust the description of my site: for almost a month now, I’ve given up the grog in the name of fitness for the time being. This has been accompanied by a rather riduculous catalogue of other fitness-related activities at fairly criminal hours of the day. My early weights training [...]

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Hall of Helmets

January 25, 2009

Unlike the careers of anyone who appeared in Scandal’us, I’m not dead! We were in the process of moving house, so I was sans internet for a while. Adam organised the removals process while I was at work this week, so he began unpacking and orchestrating a redefinition of what can reasonably be hung on [...]

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The Exciting World of Information Cagefightology

January 8, 2009

We recently took out health insurance for the first time. Almost right on cue, my body began packing it in immediately. Over the weekend, I began developing a pain in my back which I’d otherwise blame on having seen The Day The Earth Stood Still a few hours prior. However, I couldn’t recall physically exerting [...]

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When Transhumanism Attacks

December 3, 2008

There’s a reason I like my new gym: it’s a roidmuncher haven. Let’s be honest: if you’re working out, you may as well have something nice to look at. While I’ve been to other gyms in the past, they were all much too broad a representation of the community. No, what I have is a [...]

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Do Me a Favour – Go Burn Your Face in an Espresso Machine

October 16, 2008

Over the last few months I’ve started wonkily riding my new-ish bike to work. My other half, Adam, is quite the bike-geek so he’s gleefully pointed out my many errors along the way. First, I was advised that I was changing gears incorrectly (makes sense, seeing as it sounded like Kyle Sandilands heftily jumping up [...]

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Sausage Fizzle

April 12, 2006

Working from home, while an enticing concept, is effecting me strangely. At first I was worried I was beginning to hate the whole no-human-contact hermit idea, but… like a mate of mine said, it’s actually enticing me to get out and about a lot more. Even just walking to the shops this afternoon after work, [...]

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Wave Your Disjointed Arms Around in The Air Like You Just Don’t Care

June 27, 2005

Adam and I have now escaped from our Fitness Farce memberships and, rather sensibly, joined the gym closest to our place, which is also a lot cheaper. At the new gym, the treadmills are stuck in the window like a shop display – I get to show off my arse to everyone absently wandering past [...]