Vomitorio

This was where we sat for the soccer match. It sounds so Latin. 'Let's meet at the vomitorio after lunch for a regurgitatingly great time.'

Completely irrelevantly, I'm amazed at my ability to look awful on camera. It's a skill I've cultivated over the years and the hard work has finally paid off. Em and Mel aren't so bad themselves.

Pump classes have come to Logrono! I didn't realise how much I missed them till I felt my butt muscles ache from the lunges. It's amazing how fast muscles can atrophy in 9 months. My competitive streak really comes out in this class. After 2 weeks, I increased the weights and the instructor asked me 'What weights are you using? I'll use them too' and increased his weights so I increased them again this week and now I can barely move. But really, I just want big muscles so I can hit people and really hurt them. There's this girl we nicknamed TGB (Temperamental German Bitch) because she's temperamental, bitchy and happens to be from Germany. Anyway, I wouldn't mind hitting her but she's twice my size so I have to make sure if I do ever whack her that I hit her so hard she lands far enough from me that I have time to run away.