Virtual Vermut

So at last we can sit down for a virtual vermut. It’s sunny and hot and I want to enjoy it to the full as I am off to Cornwall again on Wednesday and someone told me it’s cold there!
Sorry about Friday – I don’t know what happened with the blog site but it was impossible to get online. But my friend Bodhi Chicklet was ready with a bottle of bubbly on the right day so I hope you went over there instead!
So much of life seems dependent on technology now and it can really wind me up – only a few years ago these things didn’t exist and I don’t like feeling so vulnerable to the whim of the airwaves. Perhaps they are the new God – we don’t understand them but we try to please them and hope they won’t suddenly knock us to the ground.
I have the feeling that I keep up, but only just. I can’t get my phone to send pictures by email – something which would evoke derisive laughter from the Resident Adolescent, if I dared to ask him for help! And now yet again my  whiteboard drawings are stuck on the phone and I can’t send them here. Not even by Bluetooth……which I am quite proud of knowing about. It still fills me with awe that I can press a couple of buttons and music or a photo will just invisibly move from one machine to another.
If this is how I am at age 54 then how will it be in ten years time?
54 – yes, it was my birthday at the weekend and we went to the Costa Brava.  Sometimes I feel like an innocent abroad, a wide-eyed child who still jumps up and down with delight

I still get a thrill from words like Costa Brava, Mediterranean, Barcelona…..I have to pinch myself that I am here. Must be all those years living in rainy cold climates huffing with asthma and being buffetted by sharp winds. By the way, do you see those small beginnings of muscles on my arms? That’s the gym starting to work……more on that later.

So, when I see a vegetable market I HAVE to look round the stalls

And after shopping, I HAVE to have a coffee on the terrace of a cafe.
The sight of a pastisseria makes me HAVE to eat a cake

and when I find a beach with  sparkling blue green Mediterranean waves, I HAVE to swim

The taste of Orxata makes me swoon although I could have it every day if I wanted

Duna came too and enjoyed the sea, drinking it by the bucket after a long hot walk with the inevitable consequences later that night

Talking of markets and my excitement when I see one – I took these photos in Granollers last Thursday. I love this one of the men’s arms stretching across a sea of fruit and vegetables

These aubergines looked like a painting

Talking of arms…….I don’t know what to do about Golds Gym. I had a really good session last week and also a more tense one. Depending on who is in charge there is music on Flashfm or a combination of videos and music on CD.  If there are videos you get the opportunity to study at close range some of the fantasies of the men in the room. I don’t think you really want to know about this in detail. Perhaps another day I’ll tell you more. But sometimes I am so glad that I am probably the only person in the room who understands the words of the songs!
After one of these not-so-nice sessions I girded my loins to return on Thursday – only the promise that ‘running will make the weight drop off you’ makes me go on days like these. When I arrived the place was almost empty. No videos, no pumping muscles, no stern unsmiling faces to greet me at the door. I did my running – more than 20 minutes straight through. When you get on a roll it feels like you could go on for ever. Like you get into a groove and it carries you along.
No sign yet of ‘the weight dropping off’ me though.
Then, for the first time ever, another woman, who wasn’t Tiffany, walked in. Ok she didn’t look at me or smile and she was young beautiful and slim and dark. But somehow I felt the presence of more oestrogen in the room and it made me relax. I ran another 15 minutes before leaving with more of a strut than my usual scuttle to the door.
When you arrive in the gym this picture greets you

– after that it is all sweat and iron, noise and boys.
Hope to see you next week. We might have to make it a virtual gin and tonic? Not sure where to get vermut in Penzance.

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8 thoughts on “Virtual Vermut

  1. Kate, I have to disagree with you about the weight dropping off. When we met up the other day, I thought that you’d lost weight, wish I’d said it. You looked trimmer!

    Golds? Bring an iPod????

    Chin up.

  2. Oh thank you thank you thank you!
    I know it shouldn’t matter but here in this land of fine boned slenderness I hate to feel so gallumphing!
    I think I need to do it more for the magic formula to work. What I really like is the weights and I tend to go easy on the aerobic. It’s the next challenge! K x

  3. I always enjoy the weights more than the aerobic too……ah well, it is always a struggle, no? I read a blog by a woman, who is a fabulous writer, but who has lost a LOT of weight, and one thing I like about where she is now, is that she has some device that counts her activity level, it doesn’t judge it, or weigh it, or count calories, it just looks at her activity level. I liked that, gives lots of permission. I’m looking at a memebership at the local pool for days when my butt won’t let me run. Some upper body too.

  4. Who is this writer of such an interesting blog? If I had one I would call it “And the weight just dropped off me” and I would have a million readers and a thousand comments every day and I would lose weight just by having to answer them all! And if I had this blog the title wouldn’t be true but it would be an affirmation for us all to read every day and it would start to happen. No, better to put it in the present. “And the weight just DROPS off me”
    I like the way you say “who is a fabulous writer BUT has lost a lot of weight” Made me laugh. Are the two things incompatible? Hope you see this…K x

  5. Oooops, you’re so right! What was I thinking…she has two blogs, one about writing that I started with reading and then she opened another about losing weight. I think the but comes from that.

    Her blog is foodfoodbodybody http://foodfoodbodybody.wordpress.com/
    and it is good. She really writes well AND she has lost a lot of weight!

    Gah!!!

  6. Why such a desire to lose weight? Health and fitness are important, but weight is so linked to ethnicity, age etc that it becomes hard to know what a good weight for oneself would be. Relax into your body and enjoy those muscles…

  7. Dear Anonymous – I know I know! I too went through feminist training not to care about things like weight and of course it isn’t important compared to most of the terrible things in the world. But…the truth is I would like to be slimmer, I feel better when I am slimmer and as I love food and cakes and chocolate so much, I have to try a little harder if I want to lose any pounds or kilos. I am happier exercising more than dieting. But I think I need to do it more often and more intensively. Then I will feel better and know I am healthy too. But it’s hard if you are a Taurus bull and your favourite thing is curling up on the sofa with a book and a Mars Bar or a xuxu filled with crema! K x

  8. Gosh Kate, from your photos I don’t think you look overweight. Just feminine and very attractive. Ask Pep!
    I lost weight by deciding that chocolate etc wan’t food. Cakes, chocs and photos of them too, were just lovely art-forms – but as inedible as the plate they’re on. It’s all about dealing with your mind – I gave up smoking 20 years ago using similar psych techniques on my mind. So just quit eating the cakes and stuff – if you cook them, they’re for others to eat, otherwise they’re just art-forms and inedible.
    Train your mind as well as your body. Mens sano in corpore sanus. as they say… Pearl x

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