Zoë Bowyer

I guess Tuesdays aren’t my favourite day. Who could love a day in which Exercises had to be done? I wake up filled full of dread, knowing that later on I will have to stretch, strain and exhaust myself. I hate exercise. It all seems so pointless.

Well, I guess that it’s only really repetitive weight lifting, stepping etc that I dislike. We went for a walk at the coast on Sunday – that is the kind of exercise I enjoy. Being stuck in a dark, dull, cold garage is not very inspiring.

I’m sure I will survive it. Best stop whinging.

Diveboy passed his exam on Saturday.