Was there a SINGLE mood swing that Gym Ninja didn't experience today?
Perhaps going to sleep listening to a presentation pre-recorded on her iPhone about Digestion wasn't conducive to being 'normal' the next day? That and her sudden 'Tourette's Style' need to play over arguments that haven't happened yet in her head, speaking out loud only her part of course!
Why?
Even worse, Gym Ninja lost the argument!!!!!!
So, with a heavy heart on a Monday morning and an argumentative invisible friend (!) Gym Ninja set out in the car (company Blandmobile rather than her own beloved Mini Cooper) for work. Off to Derby Hospital today.
At Derby, GN had an appointment with a guy who had blatantly had his sense of humour gland removed. Wow. Not a smirk. Nothing. Miserable lump! After the appointments (yes, she had two in the same hospital with different departments), Gym Ninja meandered through the corridors of the hospital, observing just how many sick people there are. Always a surprise, and yet why? It IS a hospital after all. Of course, again there are a startling amount of overweight staff. Staff who must see overweight people fall sick with illnesses brought on by their weight. Or do they not realise? Hmmmm.
So, Gym Ninja ate her sushi for lunch, and started to drive again. AHHHR the mood. Stress just won't leave GN alone right now. The rain didn't help either. Eventually, GN pulled into the motorway services. Keele Motorway Services on the M6. She grabbed her laptop, briefcase and diary and set up camp in the cafe at the Services to get some work done...
HOW noisy are Motorway cafes? The coffee machines sound like dragons & the odd music in the background make for difficult business phone calls if you have to explain why Dolly Parton is warbling away in the background. There were many odd faces too. Gym Ninja glanced outside the window to check if the Circus was parked up?
Nope.
Just oddballs...
*Sigh*
Depressed Ninja then headed to the shop, and as she walked through the corridor, there it was...
Microwavable cuddly Bagpuss to be precise.
£9.99 on sale at WH Smiths at the Motorway Services.
He was the only Bagpuss too. The rest were generic cuddly toys.
Gym Ninja picked him up. He was a heavy blighter. Must be the beans in him that heat up when microwaved. Gym Ninja felt a bit happy. She liked Bagpuss but she is a grown woman and has no cuddly toys (being grown up and all!) so she put him back. & headed back to the car.
Gym Ninja started the car and drove off. Gym Ninja headed towards the exit and the stopped.
It was no good.
She missed him already....
Gym Ninja got out of the car, headed back into the Services and BOUGHT Bagpuss! Oh that and 2 cans of diet Red Bull (to make it look like she hadn't just gone back in to buy a cuddly Bagpuss!)
JOY!
Bagpuss immediately bonded with Gym Ninja.
See?
So off they headed into the sunset. Gym Ninja's mood had lifted. Suddenly she felt happier than she has done in days!
WAIT!
What was that smell?
Oh.
Bagpuss stinks of lavender! Bugger!
Never mind though...maybe that was why she felt better?
After a leg workout at the gym (See? It IS a gym blog you know!) where Gym Ninja had decided to rock the military Army Ninja look in her khaki vest top and matching baseball cap, she ponced out of the gym, all absorbed in her new download 'Rated R' (by Rihanna-the moody so and so).
"Hey baby I'm a rock star" Sang Gym Ninja aka Army Ninja, oblivious to the fact that her earphones had tangled around the exit turnstile.
YANK!
Army Ninja sprang back like a 'spaz'. Her ears nearly ripped off her head as the earphone cable dragged her straight back to the turnstile.
Cool.
Not!
Once home, Gym Ninja carefully microwaved Bagpuss and is now snuggling him. Yes, her troubles still loom large, yet how can you be sad when you have THIS to watch...?
Until tomorrow...
Gym Ninja & Bagpuss xx
