tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-48403704299673164122024-03-13T10:16:25.512-07:00Laugh and Hope?Thoughts, DIY and lifestyle blogLaugh & Hope?http://www.blogger.com/profile/03891370176502296557noreply@blogger.comBlogger10125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4840370429967316412.post-16260409961573025962014-04-20T09:30:00.000-07:002014-04-28T13:59:48.674-07:00That one annoying person You will meet<span style="color: #444444; font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;">I am talking about that one annoying person you will ever, EVER meet in your life. </span><br />
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<span style="color: #444444; font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;">You know that person (or will meet them one day in your life), who simply irritates your very soul, their presence screams at you, so much you want to throw something at them. They are dirt to your white shoes; rain on your picnic and potholes to your car. I hope you get the idea...</span></div>
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<span style="color: #444444; font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;">This piece is mainly to highlight the annoying characteristics these people possess. Hopefully, it is not just me being a complete grumpy old woman and that some of you have come across these BUMS.</span></div>
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<span style="color: #444444; font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif; font-size: large;">1) They will patronise you. </span><br />
<span style="color: #444444; font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;">Suddenly being a few years older, that automatically makes them wiser, more experienced and thus, smarter than you. </span><span style="color: #444444; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">You could have a debate/argument, what have you, and they would end it with "you are young still, I'm right, trust me and take it from my experience and knowledge". </span></div>
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<span style="color: #444444; font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;">I have met people who have remain stagnate for the past 5 years; life hasn't changed for them. They wake up, eat, work, eat and sleep. They may occasionally take up a hobby but ultimately, they won't 'move' or gain much from this routine. Unless, routines and rituals mean evolving into a mindless machine?</span></div>
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<span style="color: #444444; font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif; font-size: large;">2) Being spiteful. </span><br />
<span style="color: #444444; font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;">In contrast, to their 'maturity' explained above, this person will remember the most, minuscule thing and will do things just to give a taste of their idea of 'your own medicine'.</span></div>
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<span style="color: #444444; font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;">Example: You invite friends over for some gaming, movie whatever, this leads to sleeping around 2am on a non-work night.This person decides to seek revenge by vacuuming at 7 in the morning.</span></div>
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<span style="color: #444444; font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;">They've never vacuumed before. </span></div>
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<span style="color: #444444; font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;">That person is not being funny, they're just pissed as you messed up their beauty sleep. </span></div>
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<span style="color: #444444; font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;">He/she will remember that night and keep it in his/her bank of grudges. When you bring it up the following day, he/she explodes and all those little annoyances he/she remembers pours out.</span><br />
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<span style="color: #444444; font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;">(This blog was inspired by someone I know. Due to my laziness, lets give that person a sex... a male it is!<i> The least masculine man you would know.)</i></span></div>
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<span style="color: #444444; font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: large;">3) Only gives if he receives. </span><i>(Oh sounds naughty!)</i></span></div>
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<span style="color: #444444; font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;">This person will never offer their seat or tell someone that their phone has slipped out of their pockets.</span></div>
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<span style="color: #444444; font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;">Why I hear you ask? As previous situations like those, have left him feeling bitter. THEY FORGOT TO SAY "THANK YOU." </span></div>
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<span style="color: #444444; font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;">And now, this person will never do anything nice as he won't get a pat on the head. <i>Poor him.</i></span></div>
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<span style="color: #444444; font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;">This is more relevant to a housemate but this bum will rarely take the rubbish out or clean the bathroom. Even if he admits those poo stains are his!</span></div>
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<span style="color: #444444; font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;">"proportionately, I only contribute to 10% of the mess in this house, therefore I shouldn't have to do it that often."</span></div>
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<span style="color: #444444; font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;"><i>That was a genuine response I got once. That one still makes me chuckle a bit. Ish. </i></span></div>
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<span style="color: #444444; font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif; font-size: large;">5) Plays Japanese pop songs in the morning. Loudly. Then pops into the shower.</span></div>
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<span style="color: #444444; font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: large;">6) Arrogance. </span>That person is full of the stuff.</span></div>
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<span style="color: #444444; font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;">They claim to be this sensitive person deep inside but really, it is just to pretend they aren't as shallow.</span></div>
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<span style="color: #444444; font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;">This person will think, that every glance they have gotten is because they were being 'checked out'. That when a girl walks slowly in front of them, it is so they can catch up with them.</span></div>
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<span style="color: #444444; font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;">Another example, when a girl holds on to a door handle just a little too long, so you, her knight could 'accidentally' touch her hand. </span><br />
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<span style="color: #444444; font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;"><i>It's so heart-wrenching romantic. </i></span><br />
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<span style="color: #444444; font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif; font-size: large;">7) Lives an expensive lifestyle.</span><br />
<span style="color: #444444; font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;">Soon as money rolls in, it's spent. Or perhaps, when promised of a job that will give him a 6 figure salary in half a year's time, that person would rent a city high-rise apartment in anticipation. You will hear all about 'living the dream' in their over-priced box room. <i>Oh the dream indeed.</i></span><br />
<span style="color: #444444; font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;">And when the pounds don't roll in, he continues to live beyond his means until he admits defeat. Oh no but it isn't his fault; his employers lied. <i>Well, you have to be good at your job for a start. A sales position needs sales. </i></span><br />
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<span style="color: #444444; font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif; font-size: large;">8) The world owes me and poor me. </span><br />
<span style="color: #444444; font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;">This person likes to blame the world for his misfortunes. They are always the victim. 'WHY MEEE??','WHYYYY?'</span><br />
<span style="color: #444444; font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;">There is always a reason for his flaws. </span><br />
<span style="color: #444444; font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;">'My parents never supported me growing up'</span><br />
<span style="color: #444444; font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;">'I went to a state school'</span><br />
<span style="color: #444444; font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;">'I was never pushed to try'</span><br />
<span style="color: #444444; font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;">'I have scars on my chest, so I'm body shy'</span><br />
<span style="color: #444444; font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;">Man up? Everyone and anyone can relate to one of those points.</span><br />
<span style="color: #444444; font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;">What excuse do you have for being an arse? </span><br />
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<span style="color: #444444; font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif; font-size: large;">9) Updates Facebook/Twitter status twice a day.</span><br />
<span style="color: #444444; font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;">I think one of the reason why I hardly use Fb anymore is because of the constant updates on trivial matters.</span><br />
<span style="color: #444444; font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;">This person loves updating their status. Whether it be ' I love Anime' to ' My hand hurts - can't come into work'.</span><br />
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<span style="color: #444444; font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;">Or his girlfriend is a complete blank who is stuck in their own world. </span><br />
<span style="color: #444444; font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;">Ok, having good relationships with your parents is fine. I am pro that. However, if she spoils you and just smothers you with kind words, and 'its never your fault' advice. Then screw that. Perhaps this annoying person characteristics is all down to their parents? There is some substance to it but hey ho. I can't bitch about their parents now - that'll be crossing the line.</span><br />
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Laugh & Hope?http://www.blogger.com/profile/03891370176502296557noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4840370429967316412.post-26379662910535049692014-03-21T08:40:00.000-07:002014-03-21T08:48:18.853-07:00DIY Wool Pillow. Woo.<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<span style="color: #444444; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">I was generously given wool for Christmas. Loads of it. Not sure how my Secret Santa got that idea; surely, it couldn't have been due to my failed attempt to make a scarf the previous year? It ended up being a mess - holes dotted along the scarf. Not the most efficient scarf.</span></div>
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<span style="color: #444444; font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;">Not to be put off by that, I decided to forget that was my first attempt and researched (Youtubed a bit) before embarking on my first *<i>ahem*</i> project. A pillow. </span></div>
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<span style="color: #444444; font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;">It took about 16hrs ( yes, terribly slow as I had to 'go back' a few times. Not sure that was the technical term - don't quote me) and 120metres of the woolly stuff to produce this. </span><span style="color: #444444; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">It was stockinette and then half way,2x2 cabling. </span><i style="color: #444444; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">I think that's what it's called!</i><span style="color: #444444; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"> </span><br />
<span style="color: #444444; font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;">As you can see it turned out small. Baby sized kind of small. Thus, no longer a pillow of purposes, but with just one purpose; decorative only! Hah.</span><br />
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<span style="color: #444444; font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;">I'm happy how it turned out, disregarding the size. This probably could make a lovely gift for my nephew or niece.</span><br />
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<span style="color: #444444; font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;">However, this is my FIRST knit project, so I'll probably keep it and give them a ball of yarn. <i>They probably won't notice the difference!</i></span><br />
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<br />Laugh & Hope?http://www.blogger.com/profile/03891370176502296557noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4840370429967316412.post-58041590052862739252014-03-02T09:25:00.001-08:002014-03-02T09:25:36.063-08:00Wishing I had more willpower<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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Above are dishes I have eaten in the past month. Clearly a case of having my cake and eating it. Lots of it. 2014 became the year I started taking pictures of my food. Not very good ones but you get the gist. Not sure why I started taking them, but looking back at them, boy do they look good and tasted amazing at the time. </div>
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Laugh & Hope?http://www.blogger.com/profile/03891370176502296557noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4840370429967316412.post-74923588704358437462014-02-16T05:10:00.000-08:002014-02-16T05:10:05.330-08:00<a href="http://www.bloglovin.com/blog/6207697/?claim=36d7s5q57fp">Follow my blog with Bloglovin</a>Laugh & Hope?http://www.blogger.com/profile/03891370176502296557noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4840370429967316412.post-33191573216600469732014-02-13T14:33:00.002-08:002014-02-17T15:00:11.005-08:00Gone Girl Review...kind of...not really.<span style="color: #444444; font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;">So I was late to the party and only have just read 'Gone Girl' by Gillian Flynn. I generally have exam books to read but this book, I couldn't put it down. Took it and read it everywhere with me. EVERYWHERE - tube, lunch and toilet breaks.</span><br />
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Laugh & Hope?http://www.blogger.com/profile/03891370176502296557noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4840370429967316412.post-41556141441172567842013-07-18T13:54:00.000-07:002014-01-23T13:12:54.069-08:00Current Fashion Trends that Annoy Me<span style="color: #444444; font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;">As most people living in England will know it is bloody hot right now. Travelling the tube to work is unavoidable disgusting. I sweat, drip, curse, melt and add some hay fever and you have me being in a foul mood. However, I was inspired one morning during the rush hour. Looking around the carriages and at the commuters not able to get on to the tube, I realised there are some current fashion trends that simply annoy me. I know it is a trend and thus will pass but ... annoyances are irrational behaviours/thoughts so I'll continue ranting...</span><br />
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<span style="color: #444444; font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;">Where did this come from?! Most men have skinny legs and to wear shorts just emphasises how slim your legs are. It emasculates them. I don't believe anyone finds it attractive especially if you have a round stomach and cocktail legs. Not a good look.</span><br />
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<span style="color: #444444; font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;">Why oh why have they become replacements for trousers? Material on leggings are thin so we can see everything! EVERTHING. *Ahem camel toe* </span><br />
<span style="color: #444444; font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;">I can see your bottom move as you walk, I can see your underwear (or lack of), I can see bottom sweat stains, and I can clearly see that your legs and thighs are not toned like athletes. </span><br />
<span style="color: #444444; font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;">This trend is quite old and doesn't look to be disappearing anytime soon. Leggings at gym? Yes. Leggings with your work T-shirt? No. </span><br />
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<span style="color: #444444; font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;">Now, I personally don't like to see any boob movement. You know when you see someone walk towards you and you notice watermelons bouncing at each step? It is distracting and perhaps means, everything is going to head south a lot sooner. Surely those well-endowed females should know a good fitted bra is vital advice alongside always carrying an umbrella with them.</span><br />
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8) Flips flops. This is a more personal gripe of mine. I just don't like seeing feet. Those piggy toes. Never been a fan and in this hot weather, everyone has wore them. I apologise in advance, if I accidentally step on them. :)</span><br />
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Laugh & Hope?http://www.blogger.com/profile/03891370176502296557noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4840370429967316412.post-4741618471959979162013-06-29T06:49:00.000-07:002014-01-23T13:11:45.867-08:00Strawberries and Creams at Wimbledon<span style="color: #444444; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">So Wimbledon tennis has arrived again. Means another year has passed since we saw Murray cry. The final in 2012, between Federer and our only chance, Murray. That match or rather since that match, my personal view of Murray has changed. I only saw him as this moody teen, who constantly looked like he was having an argument with himself. But that intense final (admittedly, I didn't mind who won. It was a good match regardless), when Murray cried when he didn't win that £1million-odd prize, I almost cry. Almost. First time, I felt his pain. I also began to like him.</span><br />
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Being under that huge amount of pressure from the UK public must be terrible. Every year, we have this huge expectation and hope, 'this is Murray's year' and when he fails us, we are such shit losers and supporters; we completely denounce him. The minority will argue that Murray was born in the wrong generation, being up against the best right now and to be even in the final is a huge achievement. Blah blah. The majority want him to give us that win. </span><br />
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This year may be different. He has won the US Open, so any doubt of us thinking he wasn't capable of winning a Grand Slam has gone. So why do I feel he must now win Wimbledon? My hope of him winning is greater then before. Hmm. Just win Murray? Then the UK public will forever be happy. This could be your last win in your career but you will be seen as a legend (most likely eventually knighted). You can see how the honours system works - quite predictable. Also, quite typical; one last win and we will hold that win for the next 50 years. We should strive for continual success but most don't; most hold onto that past happiness which defines them until they die. (Opps, enough about my loser of a housemate!)</span><br />
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What I am a bit confused about is, Wimbledon holds one of the four Grand Slams; it offers the highest prize pot; has all the traditions yet we don't 'produce' enough numbers of good tennis players?? We pin so much hope on a few and yet, I don't hear much on investment into the future players. When Henman retired, I thought that would be it. No more UK representatives. Then Murray came. Yay. Henman and his bad teeth was quickly forgotten and Hill became Murray Mount. But that was 5/6 years ago. We need more. I know I am forgetting becoming a tennis player starts at a ridiculously young age but all we need is more than handful of hopefuls. ( You can clearly see I am a tennis watcher than a player!)</span><br />
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I am watching Robson play right now and I can see the pressure we have piled onto her shoulders. She has already reached her personal best this year so any progress, is an achievement. However, many friends and media have pinned her to win this year. ha ha. My money is on Serena. Even though, I don't particular like her dress sense but she is a beast on the court!</span><br />
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I tried to watch Wimbledon this year by attempting to get some ground admission passes. I queued for 3 hours and I hardly moved. In the end, we decided we would only catch the last hour of play, so skipped to the pub instead. That was a good choice as we managed to see the Federer match. Ugh - the pub was tense as Feds lost. I was clearly Team Federer.</span><br />
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Another question I have for the LTA, why are your staff (those in the green polos) all pretty hot and look like they came from the A&F factory? They have the looks, yet completely lack any personality. I queried to an Liam Hemsworth lookalike, why they didn't give live updates on their website about 'The Queue'. He started blankly at me. Rude. Or either they didn't program him correctly.</span><br />
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One last thing, Wimbledon Tennis (once inside the grounds) need to sell whipped cream. Strawberries and dripped cream isn't good!! How can one eat the cream? By licking the bowl? Classy.</span><br />
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Let me know if any of you manage to watch Wimbledon live at the grounds and do tell me if you see that Liam Helmsworth lookalike. Slap him for me?</span><br />
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Laugh & Hope?http://www.blogger.com/profile/03891370176502296557noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4840370429967316412.post-86015990739538343572013-06-22T07:58:00.001-07:002014-01-23T13:10:39.565-08:00So I started running...<table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody>
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Have I lost any weight? Has my body changed? You do assume that from doing no exercise to running averagely 20km (13ish miles) a week will do something to you. Those newspapers and professionals LIED. Wait, my calves have become slightly wider. Completely went the wrong way for me. Even my sister noted I 'looked bigger'!! So in conclusion, running does nothing.</span><br />
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That being said, I have become a tad addicted to a good workout. Your sweaty hair, front, back, bottom and your trainers emitting its own perfume, I love it. I probably look shit but every time I walk back home, I feel more alert, adrenaline is running through me still, I could run more. First time in years, have I felt running could become 'my thing'. I never excelled in sport, although I play Tennis and Badminton occasionally, so to find out that I could outrun (stamina wise) most of the people at my gym is a really good feeling. Makes me all tingly inside. </span><br />
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I do those annual 10km runs and because, my calves have gotten bigger, I decided to register for the Great North Run this year. This probably will be a bit challenging because training such as running on a treadmill for 2 hours or so, really doesn't appeal. I hope my willpower will be enough to carry me. </span><br />
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Strangely, there is a KFC right next door to the gym. The smell always catches my nose; it's like a greasy cloud of juicy chicken hovering over the gym. You want it but shouldn't. Similarly to the fact you see the hairs on their chicken wings but still eat it.</span><br />
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Anyway, I thought I share a few pointers to those starting to run or interested. Probably not as helpful but hey ho.</span><br />
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- Try to poo before a running session. You heard that right. Poo. There have been a few occasions where I am passed my 5km, and all of a sudden, you need to go toilet. Really badly. It really isn't a pleasant feeling. I just turned 25, you'd think I have good bowel control, but there is a distinct feeling you could crap yourself. But I haven't yet. Why didn't anyone tell me at the start?!</span><br />
<span style="background-color: white; color: #444444; font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;">Also, if you are generally constipated, running really encourages you to poo regularly. It helped me. (Sorry, too much information?)</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;">- Do not wear T-shirts. I never understood those people at my gym wearing short sleeves. My armpits need to breathe. I feel restricted in short sleeves. However, don't wear crop tops or just your sports bra. OK, some of you have a good flat stomach but please, don't show it off. It's off-putting and I'll judge you</span></span></span><br />
<span style="background-color: white; color: #444444; font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;"> as a bit of an attention-seeker. Its a gym, not bloody dating club!</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;">- Do not wear makeup. Why would you do that? Does your face not sweat, do you not cry tears of salty goodness? I have seen too many ladies at the gym with their face slapped on. </span></span></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;">- Invest in good pair of trainers. My first cheap pair kept giving me blisters and it never has the time to heal as it is always in socks! Also, don't tie your laces too tightly.</span></span></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;">- Don't look at other people's monitors. Most gym-ers do. I feel this should be gym etiquette along with if I am stretching in awkward positions, look away! I am probably in the minority - I just hate people looking at my time, speed or how far I have ran. Focus on your own running! I went yesterday, and this woman eventually stops running, pauses her treadmill and turns to face me and occasionally drinks from her bottle. This went on for about 5 minutes. Awkward for me, less perhaps for her but I still beat you. Ha! </span></span></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;">Even though, running didn't transform my body into that of a goddess, I do enjoy it. It balances out the amount of junk food I eat and somewhat given me a boost of body confidence. Plus, I can't get out of it now - I have my 20km in a few months to look forward to. :/</span></span></span><br />
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Laugh & Hope?http://www.blogger.com/profile/03891370176502296557noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4840370429967316412.post-35567937711649301262013-06-20T16:01:00.002-07:002013-09-01T05:11:46.617-07:00First blog entry - The pressure and disappointment<span style="color: #444444; font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;"><br /></span>
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<span style="color: #444444; font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;">Inspired by the popularity of these blogs, I decided to do one myself. Never kept a diary, and it seems this may be a perfect outlet especially for those days when you just want to write to the world. Ah. Like your footprint in the ever-growing world wide web.</span></div>
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<span style="color: #444444; font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;">The blog I guess, is for my thoughts I need to spill out and share and hopefully, some like-minded or not so like-minded people to discuss with. Topics may be current affairs, my attempts to do DIY (something I am keen in get into!),hobbies, or fashion-related and blah... :)</span></div>
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