Gary Strachan – "Write" Said Fred
Whimsical observations from deep within an erratic mind
During this mornings circuit class, we were eased through the exercises accompanied by a playlist of 1960's Motown and UK pop classics. This backdrop to participant's fitness activities including well-aged classic standards from Diana Ross, The Four Tops, The Dave Clark Five and Dusty Springfield. These sanguine tunes adding a spring in the step when... Continue Reading →
Following last week's hiatus while York in situ, this morning yours truly partook in a fitness class for the first time in ten days. A session where it became clear the sabbatical from exercise, along with consumption of a significantly less healthy diet, had taken its toll on the author's physical vigour. The above circumstances... Continue Reading →
Later this morning I'm scheduled to participate in a Pilates class; this event yours truly's inaugural undertaking of this increasingly popular physical fitness system. I've played Pontius Pilate in a school play, but I don't believe the exercise session I'll shortly embark on is linked in any way to the Roman province of Judae's fifth... Continue Reading →
Akin to a learner driver in control of a manual transmission automobile, with a wee sense of achievement, this morning I've tentatively reached a metaphorical clutch and accelerator biting point. An event which consequently set in motion the dawning of yours truly's 2020 New Years resolutions. This morning my attendance at a Health Circuit class... Continue Reading →
I've been lax with my rehab exercise regime over last couple of days. This tardiness including not having walked for any decent duration since Monday when I trekked to the back of beyond. This a distant place that smells of antiseptic mouthwash and uses the old Spanish currency peseta as its legal tender. The back... Continue Reading →
Tuesday 15th May - In the recent narrative Do I Cajole or Encourage? I wrote of my admiration for the runners of Sunday's Leeds Half-Marathon. Thousands of amateurs who as part of their training regular pound local streets and dales in all weathers. Meteorology that includes foreboding grey skies, bringing with them a 70% chance... Continue Reading →
It's early days yet, but I'm now into the swing of the programme to improve my fitness and diet. Pleasingly, thus far my discipline has remained intact, resulting in yours truly now consuming cherry tomatoes and strawberries when snacking, not to mention a healthier breakfast of porridge. Since the programme's inception, I've stayed clear of picking at slices of... Continue Reading →
I'm in the process of attempting to address the unhealthier elements of my life. This strategy has seen me reduce my diet of fat based food, have a Personal Trainer draw me up an exercise and diet plan, and cessation of utilising the word clunge. This personal fitness and diet programme has already seen me lose 25 pounds,... Continue Reading →
In recent weeks I’ve been attempting to lose weight and up my fitness levels. The main driver for this being concerns about recent feelings of slovenliness and lethargy. I was also prompted into action after being labeled a ‘lard arse’ by a local rotund woman who sings at the conclusion of operas. I’ve embarked on... Continue Reading →