Shauna Reid's Blog

Two thousand and ten! Rhymes with pen, den, hen, Sven, and Here We Go Again!*

Happy new year, groovers. Are you resolutioning this year?

Last year I made three No Year's Resolutions, a.k.a. The Minimum Standards Agreement:

Write down what I eat
Exercise a minimum 20 minutes a day and
10.30PM internet curfew.
This started out most excellently then degenerated as the year went on - especially the bloody internet curfew. I am bring the curfew is BACK as of now. Here b...

I wrote this two weeks ago but got busy with Christmas and forgot to post. Doing a helluva lot better now, but methinks an update is in order! Hope you are all having a happy new year. Rock on 2010!

It's been almost seven weeks since the Ranting Orangutan entry and it almost took that long to finally do something about my depression. I'll just come out and use the Big D word now. Looking back though the archives the other day, this started brewing over two years ago, and if I'd been bold...

We've had a cracking Christmas Day here at Crooked House. Champagne with brekkie followed by a huge snowball fight and building our very first snowman. Then we cooked the mother of all Christmas lunches and now we're flopped on the couch like seals on a beach.

Hope you're having a good Friday, wherever you and whatever you're up to! Thank you for stopping by this year :)

The snow started to melt this arvo so the poor lad's arms fell off.

It was treacherously icy this morning. I went flying down our driveway with not quite as much grace as Torvill or Dean. This is my seventh Scottish winter and I always forget that it can get icy until I'm sprawled on my arse.

I shuffled to the bus stop just in time for the bus to sail past. A grumpy old man in the queue was grumping to some grumpy old women, "I knew I should have emigrated!"

In other news, it's podcast day! In our final episode for 2009 we review the healthy living...

When we move to Crooked House* next week, I'll have a room of my own. There'll be a desk in one corner and bookshelf in another and a pile of dumbells in another. There'll be a proper place for my Swiss ball so it won't fall on top of Dr G's head. I've got a giant 2010 planner with 365 hopeful blank squares, ready to whack up on the wall.

I'm so bloody burned out, comrades! I'll drag my arse through the next 19 days until the Christmas break begins, then I'll snooze and read and write and...

If you've had problems accessing the podcast, you can now play or downlaod all epiosdes directly from the Two Fit Chicks website. We've had serious Issues with our hosting provider this week. It all seems to be back up now, but we're shopping for a new host. Apologies for the ongoing kerfuffles!

Do you like working out at home in your pyjamas? Good news - home fitness queen Cathe Friedrich has just launched Cathe Downloads.

Her entire 150+ workout catalogue is now available in digital format, so you can watch your downloads on any computer or video-enabled mobile device, like an iPod.

Disclaimer: This is not a sponsored post or a PR conspiracy. I wanted to share this as I know many of you are fellow home workouterers. Cathe doesn't even know I'm alive! Sniff sniff.

I wasn't...

Summary of recent events:

Dr G and I bought a house!
Upon collecting the keys we discovered it stank. In the literal sense.
We're frantically trying to de-stink before the move on December 9
Some bright spark said, "If we're ripping up carpet, we may as well re-paint!"
On Sunday I was most comprehensively defeated in a kickboxing tournament
It was one part life-altering thrills, one part Dear Lord Sign Me Up For  A Lobotomy To Erase The Horror.

These stinky smells and...

The thing I miss least about being a kid is all that longing to be someone else. Oh to be anyone but grotty swotty ginger-haired me!

Like many younguns, I found my escape in books, particularly The Baby-sitters Club series. I didn't want to join the Babysitters Club so much as I wanted to shed my own skin and be one of 'em. I deliberated over whom I aspired to be; which one I most resembled. Kind of like the shrieks of some women in the late 90s: OMG I'm totally a Carrie! No I'm the...

A flyer whooshed through the door this week for the local Fitness & Friendship Club. Check out the bicep on this smiley face!

The F&F Club is basically fitness classes held in various community halls. But it's not all about sweating...

There are few phrases in this world that give more comfort and joy than TEA, COFFEE AND BISCUITS PROVIDED!

Alas there were no refreshments at Squad Training this morning. "Squad training" is what our coach calls convincing all us kickboxing dames to get up...