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Cantering Clare and MILF Mullarkey are currently attending Gentle Gary's 8 week fitness and weight loss programme and are positively effusive in their praise of it. Now both girls are aware of the " special" relationship GG and I have so I was somewhat surprised at their need to rub my nose in it, while saying that, the previous night, Gentle Gary had displayed his tight bottom to them on numerous occasions while demonstrating a particular movement to them...something to do with a bear apparently. Oh yes, exclaimed MILF, about 12 times he showed us, with a smug satisfied grin on her face. I am not afraid to admit I was indeed jealous and hoped that any further details would be kept to themselves. Alas no ! Cantering Clare felt the need yesterday morning to tell me at our post Park Run breakfast , that this week GG had exposed his banana and coconuts to them ! The bloody cheek of it. They seem to have some kind of special code, only GMAC participants are allowed use, so f

So, now that I am an athlete, I decided the time had come to purchase some serious garb, so headed to a well known sports store to take a look at the Extreme Support Shock Absorber Bra's, in an effort to avoid Charlie Dimmock nipple, even more stretch marks and two black eyes. This made me feel slightly better about the €44 - €57 price tag, the first thing I saw having moved like a Gazelle across the wooden shop floor trying to impress upon the fit young staff that I was totally entitled to be there...as a fellow athlete ! Now, girls of my size are apparently not meant to run as the bras fell a little short of my ribcage size but I decided this would aid in containing the puppies so picked up two models, lacking two inches from my actual measurement. I chose a double clasp back fastening version and a zipped front fastening second choice. I asked the young male attendant if I could try them on, and he hastily advised me that the changing room was at the back, averting his gaze fr

So the time had come to bring my Dad ,Fat Freddie, to Dublin for his Christmas present. I had bought tickets for Jersey Boys, so that he could , one more time, experience the music of Frankie Valli and the Four Seasons. Oh what a night ! (gettit?) After a somewhat overpriced, slowly brought to the table, pre theatre meal in the nearest hotel ( Fat Freddie does not walk far) we headed into the Bord Gais Energy Theatre for the show, taking our seats, where I had specifically chosen them for my Dad, seats at the end of an aisle, near a toilet and a slope instead of steps down to them....no I am not telling you here these are ! As I wanted to freshen my mouth after dinner, I took out my Airwaves chewing gum and offered FF one. "No thanks" he replied, but I persisted, extolling their virtues as sinus relievers and breath fresheners. He decided to accept one .....NOT a good idea ! A moment later I noticed a snapping noise as he repeatedly opened and closed his mouth, like a perso

FINALLY ! I am now sitting down, after a hectic week. The boys and I moved out to BMM's house just after I wrote last weeks blog, GASP , as you know opting "to stay at home to keep an eye on things". The boys and I had a great week being spoiled, an impromtu Wednesday night drinkies with the Mad One and the Caribbean Queen a little highlight, and having popped over to see how the tiler was getting on, I soon realised the decision to relocate was a good one...my house had officially turned into a building site. The contents of the kitchen, utility and hall were now in the sitting room, the boys bedrooms and the garage....luckily the hormonal rush which marred the end of last week had abated so I was able to view this without tears or tantrums, and happily returned to BMM's until the work finished on Friday. Unfortunately, I did not actually cross paths with the hot carpenter, GASP very quickly volunteering to pop in and pay him...humph ! I'm telling you if this ma

What a week !In relation to resolutions, a small modification had to be made, in that the decision not to check Facebook until the children went to bed, led to 2 very bad nights sleep due to my late evening screen time. Resolution modified to only checking FB when I am not with the children and this has proved a suitable compromise. As this document is proof that I am sticking to my weekly blog resolution, that only leaves my journey to 10k to discuss. To make a long week short, basically Chicken Rooney's 14 seater minibus has been booked to take the Modified Marathon Mary's ( MMM -not to be confused with the Medical Missionaries of Mary !) to the Mini Marathon...the MMMMM ! Runs of 2.2 and 2.4K were blown out of the water this morning with a 4k around the town with 2 new members in tow Transformation Teresa and Smiling Sharon. The presence of Kamikaze Kerr is the reason a planned 3 k around the park turned into a 4k road run after a warm up walk. This was particularly impres

It's amazing how quickly a week passes, when you have committed to doing something once every week as a New Year's Resolution ! This is blog no. 1 of the 52 I have promised in 2016. As weeks go, it has been a good one especially as it featured a return to running after 3 weeks of coughing and spluttering. Due to the festive season , similar illnesses , hangovers and a dose of "couldn't be arsed" none of my Marathon Mary pals had been running either, which made me feel slightly less of a failure. On New Year's Day at 11.00 we met, in the Fair Green, new Day-Glo running gear and bobble hats on show and our tongues were working at full pelt as we warmed up with a few walking laps. Needless to say the conversation decreased rapidly as the actual running commenced and 2 km was the height of our ability, more from our wheezing chests than aching limbs. Although not quite our usual performance, we were, nevertheless, delighted that our new running year had started.