So, today I jumped around. I was on a trampoline for the first time in about 4 years…but that one might not count because it eas a garden one, so id say 15 years.
Anyone who knows me will know that I am fat. What they might not know is that I’m rather flexible and when I have to, I can physically do something someone my size might not easily do – I am also rather clumbsey but I do it, for instance jumping on a trampoline and doing various moves when told to.
Apparently I didnt do too badly considering that im fatband clumbsey. Im ugly too but that doest affect jumping so much but if I landed on my face the floor would get a plaque and gravity woukd win an award.
I managed to avoid faling over though, coming close but that was the fun bit. My hand/arm feel weird now though which I dont like but I think its down to jumping and stuff.
My comedy moment of the day which qualifies as one of those “you needed to be there” moments was when jelmer said he wasnt looking forward to jumping, and I said “well, thats tough titties ” at the same moment we walked into a sports hall of females. We looked at each other and all I said was “and while were on the subject…”
I think it jumbled my head around and messed with my marbels though and they are all in the wro whole.
On that note… if there are any psychiatrists or psychologists who are willig to analyse my radio show with zoe for free / a mention we are interested.
Right… so im not up as late as I was last night. I went to bed at 6am so 2.36 is early. Night! X