Archive | October, 2011

Princess Sequoia finds a new hobby – and it’s not men!!

23 Oct

Being a fairly physically active person, and one who spends a lot of time in the gym doing weights, I was disturbed recently by my lack of motivation exercise-wise and realised I had ‘gym fatigue’.

I needed a change of pace – but I didn’t fancy classes or swimming, and I’ve never been much of a runner. I really have to have a goal, a reason to exercise in order for me to get any enjoyment out of it, and I’d been going religiously to the gym for 3 years or so to lose weight. That target achieved more or less, I needed a new one.

I’d always wanted to try boxercise, if not real boxing, and decided to try out the KO Circuit class in a boxing gym near me. I’d known about this place for years, it has a fantastic reputation for bringing along young kids and keeping them out of trouble – the owner of the gym has local hero status. It has also trained all, and I mean all, the boxing greats at one time or another in their careers. For years I’d never quite had the courage to go and try it out, and frankly I had other things to do, like getting drunk and having a good time. And to be honest, I was slightly terrified at the prospect of having my nose plastered all over my face. But at the age of 44, I decided the time had come to stop being a sissy and give boxing a go.

The class is two hours long, consisting of 3 minutes on and 1 minute off (rest) – skipping, punch bags (murderous), shadow boxing, sparring, brutal abdominal work, weights. I sweat like never before – there’s no fancy air-con here, or paper towels to mop up with. It’s a proper, sweaty, man’s boxing gym with a ring smack in the middle – but the people are absolutely wonderful, the trainers have hearts of gold and they really want to see you do well. If they think you’ve got potential and you work hard and want to learn, you get fabulous coaching – in fact you get that anyway. And all for a fraction of the cost of a normal gym. Boxing is one of the most effective types of exercise I’ve ever done, in the shortest amount of time, even with me being over the dreaded 40 mark. And it’s given me exactly the reboot I needed fitness-wise.

The sense of community is fantastic, and it explodes any stereotypical myths one may have about people who box. I’ve come across the most diverse, interesting bunch of people – there are all sorts here.
If you want to try something very different while giving yourself a killer workout which is still enjoyable AND meeting fab new people, try boxing. It’s absolutely knock out.


Princess Ruby on: the demise of her dating mojo and how not to win the lottery

17 Oct

It is safe to say that on many occasions I’ve been more excited about going on a date, rather than actually going out with my ‘date.’ This is partly due to my belief that dating is like playing the have to be in it to win it… and I certainly love to play.

The adventure of the whole process – from date to potential mate – is really what makes being single exciting…. you just never know what might happen. Such thrills usually leave me beaming from ear-to-ear, however of late, my beam has gone – I fear I’ve lost my dating mojo.

After some careful consideration, there seems to be a few catalysts for my dating demise: the departure of a boy and Saturday night cocktails.

Let me start with the boy. Funny, cheeky and sweet – we really hit it off. Unfortunately our short-lived romance was doomed from the start – as he was moving to Australia..effectively leaving on a jet plane, not knowing when he’ll come back again!

Therefore returning back to the dating scene can be rather uninspiring when the same buzz….even with the aid of your favourite cocktail…just isn’t there.

And speaking of cocktails – this leads me to my next concern –  I tend to meet my potential suitors when I’m out on a Saturday night, and under the warm and somewhat misleading guide of a drink or two. Therefore if a date follows our initial hazy encounter, I often know so little about them and end up I’m thinking something along the lines of: ‘I could have sworn their hair had been a different colour when I first met them!’

Previously, this would be part of the thrill; the start of many comical mishaps (shortly followed by me tripping over) which would be relayed back in hysterics to my girlfriends.

Having experienced that very situation recently (however to be fair, blonde isn’t too far a stretch from red hair, right?), I’m starting to see how this may not be the best strategy to apply when looking for Prince Charming.

Best case scenario,  you hit it off (which after all, is the aim of the game)…however worst case scenario, the conversation sinks faster than the titanic and leaves you both relying on the aid of more alcohol to get you back to where you were when going out with them seemed like a good idea. Not surprisingly, this process is flawed on many levels – unless you intend to spend your entire relationship in a pub.

So it seems dating really isn’t like playing the lottery. While buying multiple tickets may help increase your chances of securing a win, going on multiple dates with someone you don’t know (or remember) does not. As when it comes to matters of the heart…it takes more than a sequence of numbers to hit the proverbial jackpot!