Iola's Idiocy

OK so can I in all honesty point 1 1/4 hrs in the mosh pit at a Pogues gig? Some of the time you are bouncing up and down like a nutter and some of the time you are ducking elbows and some of the time you are just bouncing gently from side to side to the slow songs. Or do I stop being obsessive and just hope my calves don't ache as much tomorrow as they are currently threatening too.

This mornings excitment was significantly less high octane - I worked out how to change my scales between metric and imperial. Bizarrely they seem to read differently in one than the other (the %body fat changed) but that was probably just power of carpet.

Labels: diet