Looky here, people! It’s official: I am an Athlete.


So, that’s the difficult part over with, right? Guys?


Oh, nuts. 

On the positive side, I’m hitting the gym pretty consistently. Abandoned the warm-up on the yebany rower (non-aquatic version of swimming laps, I nearly die of boredom in the first 3 minutes) for a cross-trainer and feel, inexplicably, much happier. Maybe moving my arms and legs at the same time keeps my brain guessing, who knows?

I’m also getting used to moving the peg on the weight-stack on most of the machines to the end of the scale marked “WIMP” without feeling as if the eyes of the entire place are fixed on me in dubious pity. Well, most of the time.



  1. Remember, pictures, or it didn’t happen. We can start with you with a bar across your shoulders, and plates on it, doing a nice, deep, below-parallel squat. From there we move on to a nice shot of you at full extension over the board, the open stone just departing your outstretched fingers for parts unknown.

    • This is gonna involve persuading one of the daughters to accompany me to the gym and take photos. Here, for your delectation, is the face they would make at this suggestion: O.o
      Maybe I’ll just give my camera to Sadistic Eddie.

  2. I am counting the days to coming and cheering you on… as long as I don’t get distracted by the thighs of the men in kilts, that is. Can’t promise to be paying FULL attention. But I am well impressed by your determination. I mean, you’ve got as far as setting up a blog. (The boy made a really impressive revision monitoring programme on excel with formulae and everything to keep track of his revision. He spent about four hours on this. I am sure it means he’s spending hours and hours revising……. )

    Go Sue!

  3. Well, I’m here, and I’m watching. Can I place an early request for manly thighs and swirling kilts, because you don’t see many of those this far south of the border. It’s a lack that needs rectifying asap, imho.

  4. Damn impressive! I know no one who’s ever competed in a highland games. (I did compete in the U.S. in my mid30s as a sabre fencer. If I can do it, you can do it.)

  5. You’ll do great, maybe I’ll join you for the Archery!
    Women at the ready! for Freedom!!! (oh wait…)

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