While I wish I was about to report on a successful week sweating it out with the bruisers at Gymbox I regret to inform you all that I have done absolutely nothing in the way of exercise (unless running around Topshop counts?)
But hang on a minute, before you roll your eyes and utter shes too fashion to stick-it dont blame my obsession with shoes for my lack of sparring - blame the thieving little mongrel (am I allowed to say that? Yes, I so am!) that stole my (dirty!) gym kit. I KNOW, I cant believe it either.
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Earlier this week as I naively sat on the bus, tip-tip-tapping away on the Blackberry, minding my own business, my gym bag was swiped right from under my nose! (Lets not even go into the fact that my brand new summer bikini was in the bag too, no, really, lets NOT remember that.)
So, unfortunately I am unable to tell you all about my trials and tribulations of unearthing my inner toned goddess this week apologies.
My boyfriend thinks I should pay more attention when on public transport, I think he should buy me the new Addidas by Stella McCartney sportswear range but hey we can beg to differ.
Next stop? Sports Direct for Lycra bargain galore. Oh, the glamour.
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