Let's Get Physical

As I haphazardly peel the lycra jogging pants over my blubbery waist I am reminded of what a baby must feel like when finally relieving itself from it's mother's comforting and cosy womb. This isn't pretty. Perhaps I should have been more like the girl on the Special K advert and plastered pictures of myself looking trim and wonderful in a bikini all over vending machines, fridges and cookie jars but trying to find said picture in the first place has been akin to looking for a long lost dead sea scroll.

A little sigh escapes as the waist band begins to cut off blood flow.

My first aerobics class in 2 years, how on Earth am I going to cope? I have visions of myself dropping to the ground after 10 minutes with heart failure, everyone's last sight of me will be dribble rolling from the side of my contorted mouth and the paramedic shoe-horning me out of my Adidas tracksuit bottoms to stabilise circulation once more.

Who the hell chooses aerobics as a means of easing oneself into a relaxing exercise regime?? I am severely doubting my ability to make decisions without adult supervision and am finding more and more of these bright ideas seem to be whilst under the influence, in fact my last 3 boyfriends are prime example of this!

Okay it's countdown time, 1 minute then I have to leave. My friend will be waiting outside my door and has been told to use any means required to extract me from my habitat. She is a tiger. I can't afford a replacement door. So I must go.

Goodbye all. Goodbye.

LPx

Pandora Presents...

It's really so easy to daydream your life away. This has been worrying me for a while because I have a tendency to have little flights of fancy that I grow out of or start projects that I never really finish but it seems that either I have grown up or I have come to realise that any creativity or ambition left is slowly but surely going to disappear altogether!

I, no doubt like millions of other people on this planet, have many dreams. So many that it hardly seemed possible to fill them before all but just recently I thought 'Why don't I just start by fulfilling one?' SO I began with the writing thing which is going not too badly thank you very much!(hence the lacksidaisical updating of this here blog..sorry) am getting paid real money just to write, stilll pinching myself about it and then I decided to set up a gig night, one where the bands are actually decent, where they actually make money and where people are having so much fun they just don't want to leave and you know what I think it's really going to work! I'm also starting my own company, quirky reliable PR staff who are paid well...a simple idea but having happy staff is something businesses just seem to neglect nowadays.

By taking each of my dreams on one by one I'm ticking off the virtual list that has been steadily building up in the back of my mind for years. Of course the list is still long, but achievement is an incredible thing it spurs people, it makes people happy no matter how precarious their situation is, this feeling is just incredibly sweet and tingly.

Anyway onwards and upwards, if you'd like to come see what I'm talking about please feel free to attend my night 'Pandora Presents....' at Cosmopol, Glasgow on 26th September. It will have female acts such as the Jigawotts, Fee and the Urges, PJMamma and Outi Karhula as well as a great guest band still to be confirmed. The great thing is you don't even have to leave to go clubbing as there will be a DJ set in to the wee small hours. Come drink some Pandora Punch, eat some Lipstick Cupcakes and have a great chat.

Love
Pandora xx