That’s me in the spotlight
Amsterdam was fab, thanks for asking. I came back with a cold that still hasn’t gone but, let’s face it, there are worse things I could have come back with from Amsterdam – herpes or a crack addiction, for example.
Anyway, the other day, I got a tweet from Tamar saying I was no. 3 in their Fitness Spotlight. I wanted to brag at the time but then the Boston Marathon explosions happened and while I don’t get involved in all that collective grief bandwaggoning (public RIPing makes me want to punch people but, as someone who doesn’t like violence, I just unfollowed a load of people instead), I didn’t really think it was appropriate to say ‘yeah yeah yeah, whatever, LOOK AT MEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE’, but after a few hours everyone on Twitter had moved on from Boston and were talking about what they’d had for breakfast again and then I saw someone else on the list had blogged about her Fitness Spotlighting and so I assumed a reasonable mourning period had passed and I could do the whole LOOK AT MEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE thing again.
I still haven’t done any fitness-y things though. One day I’ll be found out for the fraud I am.