I rediscovered who the queen of my universe is this weekend.
Me.
I’m back.
Perhaps its because I was busy, busy, busy this weekend. First, both Saturday and Sunday I was up at an ungodly hour – not making scrambled eggs on toast – oh no.
Working out.
Building my finely tuned body into a masterpiece. Buns of steel are a bonus, but endorphins that directly transcribe into happiness? That directly transcribes into ‘I am in control of my body and soul right now?’ Then exercise is what I’ve been waiting for my whole life.
I hit my bike for 10 kilometres both days, killing it – ignoring the sting and embracing the sweat – for 30 minutes per session. Sweat poured, while with each peddle, I felt less frustrated and more satisfied.
Fuck, on a Saturday and Sunday morning? After a braai with like one famous hot guy there? After a couple of drinks the night before? (A Saturday morning? Early??)
There’s only one conclusive conclusion to this: I. Am. Amazing.
Even more incredulous was the muscular crease I’ve started noticing on my upper thigh. For real.
It’s hot.
Then I bought a book at Exclusive, perused the music aisle at Musica, bought a shit hot pair of jeans from The Space (can that store actually smell like Zanzibar? I had to stand outside for a second to clear my head of the vanilla wave before I bought the entire I Love Leroy range) The jeans are soft and dark with a tempestuous pressure around my bottom – not too tight, but tight enough to make my ass look rather spectacular, if I do say so myself.
I also bought a shirt that fills me with joy, because it lights up my complexion – but that could just be the rouge effect of cycling.
Saturday was spent at Mama Tembo’s in Greenside, over mojitos, paw paw and haloumi salad, and fabulous company. Lots of giggling and some new faces.
I am feeling superb. And I only account 30% of this to my daily cycling binge. The other 70% is because I’m feeling great about myself right now. And that alone, feels pretty super.
Except, walking around with a camel’s toe at The Zone. What does one do? Hold your handbag there? Hide behind the pillars? These shit hot jeans had better stretch. Fast.
38 comments:
Nothing like
1) Exercise
2) Retail therapy
to get your head straight....
If you keep doing the 30 minute thing on the bike, then those jeans will stretch and the camel toe will be a thing of the past...
Interesting, first time I have ever come across jeans and camel toes used in the same sentence :)
I clearly live a sheltered life, thank you for opening my eyes to a whole new world.
Hello Jammie-poo!
Tell me about it hey? An retail therapy for chicks especially cannot be mocked!
I was having mild orgasms when perusing through the stuff at The Space. That place is incredible (and also sadly very expensive), but gosh I love my jeans! :)
im peasy-licious... im out in the gym... woking on my fitness
Jon - No problem china.Don't worry one of my girl mates didn't know what a camel toe was until a few months ago. We educated her. ;)
Urk - ah bless. ;)
I love The Space as well. Except yesterday I retail therapied in a different way and went for CD's and books. Somehow, that was also rather satisfying.
*jam hums to her new cd's*
Hey Peas dear...
There's nothing wrong with a bit of Toe. You should wear it proudly and loudly for the whole world to see!
You have yourself a splendid week now...
Hey Peas, great to hear you're doing so well and feeling so great. Looks like we had the same idea in mind - I spent most of weekend running.
Me-time is always great and I'm glad to hear you spoilt yourself.
Here's to a positive week!
Oh PS according to the catch phrase... "if you see someone new you'd like to get to know, show 'em the toe!"
I think what we need is 'National Camel Toe Day'.
Everyone should walk about proudly displaying their camel toes.
'Don't be a schmo, show your toe!'
Jam - that was my first choice too. But I never found anything at Musica that I was lookign for! *grumble*. Next week for sure! Glad you like your new CDs. xx
Kev - have you seen cameltoe.com? It's priceless ;)
Boldly - yay! Sista, how amazing are we? ;)
Rev - wahaha - Shmo, do you have any idea how uncomfortable a camel's toe is?? ;)
Ertjie,
You are thin and sexy enough ;)
Say NO to toe! Unless you're toeing the line, of course.
Cameltoes are woman gift to man. Give Freely!!
twinkle toe - for that freshly waxed shine
D-Guy - ah you are a such a sweetie! Thanks man :). It's more for my feeling of happiness than anything else. x
Kyk - me? Toe the line? Never! ;)
Antoine - Cept when everyone is staring at your poen in the mall. Soooo embarrassing!
Twinkle Toe - That makes me think...
Peas, if someone gonna be staring at your poen, shouldn't you at least get some Camel Toe Bling.
This could be a whole new accessory market.
toe pick. what was that movie again?
Rather a Camel toe then a Moose knuckle...
http://media.thetartcart.com/pictures/funny/mooseknuckle.jpg
http://media.thetartcart.com
/pictures/funny/
mooseknuckle.jpg
Sorry it cut a bit out of my link
I once went to a white stripes concert and meg white (who plays drums - and obviously doesn't stand up much) got up to sing a song. Her pants were so tight, she showed the whole audience her glorious camel toe. Guys were shouting 'Nice Camel Toe!' from the audience while she was singing and there was much sniggering and cringeing all round. Very funny.
Rev - I can see it already...a huge diamante belt that says CAMEL TOE across my nether regions...
Anotherwhiteboy - LOL!!
Johnny - hectic! Shame poor chick, I feel her pain! Especially since she had an audience. All the sitting creates camel's toes. ;)
Kyk/Peas - Toe the line?
Is that when you wear the g-string backwards???
No. That's when the line toes me. :)
Ok, like flossing??
Sure, why not.
No! Rev, no!
Much like cycling, when the saddle toes you???
I think I'm starting to understand this sudden cycling fetish!!
Hey Peas! Welcome back to the world of the joyous! Yay!
Anotherwhiteboy - jeez dude, I ACTUALLY spluttered coffee on my keyboard - moose knuckle? Hilaaaarious!
X
Pea's you ever seen the Grey's anatomy episode where the woman gets stuck on her ex-husbands penis bling?
So bling all you want but remember, its hazardous to your health, as is exercising, and bad wall art.
Hot pink - hey gorgeous! Isn't it a wonderful day?
godsgimp - my dear, bling has never been hazardous to my health. And exercise is currently my new favourite. You should try it. ;)
You woke up at ungodly hours to exercise...on an actual bike?!?! You're losing it my darling Peas!
But very impressive going!
Good luck with losing the toe!
Peas: I have tried it, my legs are pre-quivering in anticipation of the two oceans 21k in a few weeks.
I run and swim, both exercises where im alone in my head. Is this a bad thing? Tell me psych peas..
And bad wall art really is. Im not joking, Dali's posters and Warhol copies.. Omg
Thanks Champs - yip I'm losing it. I'm losing my loserish life - yipppeeeeee!
Godsgimp - I love Andy Warhol. He's all over my house. Dali, not so much.
Well we all have some faults.. I myself have terriblly kitch zimbabwean paintings framed and up all over the place, the shame. Fortunately the addition of T's photography has changed things for the better.
Warhols not bad, in your case its perfectly normal. The guy rocked, he was absolutely crazy wacked, which is a good thing. So in your house i can understand, what i dont understand is why the guy who sells me tires has Warhol on his office wall next to the playboy pin-up... you know what i mean.
Nice to have the old, fabulously confident Peas back.
Keep up the cycling - it can only be good.
Godsgimp - fair enough. But still an avid appreciator of his wherever and whenever. ;)
Insano - thanks dear! I'm so excited to get back on it after work. Maybe I am going slightly bananas, but it works for me. :)
Cycling is about the only thing that keeps me sane... glad to hear the someone else has the same affliction.
Post a Comment