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Labels: Moving

I'll be off line for a few days on work related mumbo jumbo.
Ciao.

Labels: a spoonful of sugar makes the medicine go down.

You have to wonder what chance a kid has of making anything of their life if her own parents can't even be bothered their holes to turn up to a police station upon learning of the child's arrest.
Imagine being 14 and in trouble and knowing that there is no one who cares enough about you to come to your aid. Poor kid. I don't like thieves, but fuck, kids make mistakes and if they're lucky they learn from them. Maybe this child is a little brat, maybe she's a handful, it doesn't really matter. Whatever the circumstances, parental care should not be conditional.

Labels: Children.

New running inspiration, Speedy von Hairalot/Binkley-->




Back at it, lets go.
AIMS.
A dead lift at 100k ( that's kilos none of your sissy pounds malarky)
A bench press at 50 k
To squat 70k
To Push Press 40k
To Military press 30k
to perform one set of over head squats carrying 30k with falling over backward or forward.
To perform 10 ( count 'em) Dead hang pull ups, no kipping, no swinging of any sort.
To row 5k in 20 mins.
To run 10k in 50 minutes.



This Week.
Bench- 30k
Push press- 32 k

Military-Press- 22k.

Ran 5k- 27:40

Deadlift, a personal best of 92 kilos. My goal of reaching 100k might have been a tad conservative.

No pull ups were done, and I rowed a 4.08 k on Monday which was fast for me.

Yesterday was kickboxing, after a 5k warm up Non Memnoch ran us ragged for an hour. My biceps hurt, which is odd.

Today, when my rather unpleasant headache clears, I intend to go to run 10k. I've hitched my wagon with Gimmie to run a ten kilometre race in the park, he means run it, not poodle along at a comfortable pace. I feel an eeep deep inside.

Labels: arse kicking.

I'm sure at this stage everyone has read of the poor nine year old child in Brazil who not only endured sexual abuse, but rape, allegedly at the hands of her step father. This poor little girl was also impregnated with twins.
If this is new to you, the story can be read here.
Of course people are up in arms over the reaction of the Catholic Church.
"The Archbishop of Olinda and Recife, Jose Cardoso Sobrinho, told Brazil's TV Globo that the law of God was above any human law.

He said the excommunication would not apply to the child because of her age, but would affect all those who ensured the abortion was carried out. "
Many people are outraged that he would take this line, wondering aloud why those who showed realistic compassion to a child victim should be threatened with ex-communication, but nothing was said about the rapist or those who would rape children.
Well, I'd like to say I am surprised but I am not. This is my church we're talking about here, born Catholic and raised until early teen Catholic, I understand their squawks, this is their line, and pretending it isn't ain't going to cut it.
Here's how it breaks down,
Sex= for procreation. Only.
Man= sacred sperm carrier.
Woman= vessel,
baybee = of greater value than woman, 'gift' from god' person of more rights than vessel.
impregnantion= act of god, 'gift'.
Age= Irrelevant.
Consent= irrelevant once baybee is on board.
Personal sovereignty= utterly irrelevant once baybee on board.
Compassion= irrelevant.
This is it, this is what it boils down to. Celibate men can hold the party line because they will never have to think about anything other than the party line. It matters not that this child was physically attacked and forcibly impregnated against her will, or that physically she is too immature to carry safely to term twins in her tiny body, it matter only about the baybees see? God's gift to us all.
Naturally I reject this notion, even as I reject the church I was baptised into against my will. I reject its teachings and condemn them for their backward views and disregard for a child's true wellbeing. But I also recognise there there is no moral ambiguity at play here, people should not be shocked or outraged by what they have said. This is it, this is what they do. This is what they think. No smoke, no mirrors, no holy hosannas.
The CC is an outdated male centric bastion of dogma and hierarchy. If it's your club so be it, but be aware of your club rules. They are written for all to see.

Labels: The club.

It's world book day today, I've no idea what this means but there was an enjoyable article in the Guardian about it and the books we claim we read but don't.

However it was this that caught my attention.

The days of embossed leather bookmarks are of course long gone and 62% of people in the poll admitted they turn the corner of the page to keep their place. "I consider that mutilation," said Simon. "I would never do that, what's wrong with using bookmarks - tickets, pieces of paper?"


The other week a few of us were discussing this very thing. The Paramour puts books down flat and open. My other chum WRITES on her books, and folds the pages. I nearly had to get the smelling slats out. I place a bookmark in my books when I close them, no matter how tired.

Anyway, who would I read that I might consider a guilty pleasure? No one actually, I read what I like, no guilt involved, but I tell you what, I am currently struggling to finish In the Name of The Rose, and since this is my second attempt I will finish the damned thing.
Do you have a touch of the guilts over books? Hide your Cecila Aherne's behind your Flann O'Brien's? Own up now.

Labels: book glorious books.

Why don't more women weight train? I'm not talking about using pink/purple dumbbells that weigh less than 4k either. I mean why don't more women actually get down and dirty in the gym?
Every day in my gym I see plenty of women on the machines, firing off rep after rep with little or no resistance, but hardly any in the weights sections. I don't understand it. Is is fear? Nervousness? Worrying about how they'll look? Shit everyone looks pink faced and sweaty in the gym.
My friend is getting married soon, and she wants to look fantastic for her wedding day- she will of course. She is concerned about her arms and shoulders.
'I want to tone up my arms' she said.
'Weights', I said.
'I don't want to get bulky.'
'You haven't a snow balls chance in hell in getting bulky.'
'I just want to tone.'
'What do you think 'toning' is only building some muscle and reducing fat?'

And so on.

Seriously, I know woman read this blog and I'm asking, do you go to the gym? Do you ever venture into the free weight area when you do attend? If not, why not? What do you do when you're there? What are your goals? Is it just over all fitness or do you go with something specific in mind?

This enquiring mind would like to know.

Labels: weight-training