Huffy Puffy Resumes.

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To say I have been in a “good paddock” over the summer is putting it mildly. I channelled my inner PACMAN and chomped my way through Christmas Parties, Christmas Day, New Years Eve, Australia Day as well as even other day that ended with a Y. The pants got tighter, as I wallowed around in the ocean, doing my impersonation of a dugong.

T’was marvellous.

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But those days are over my internet friends, as reality came a calling this morning with my first session back at Huffy Puffy.

DEAR BABY CHEESES WITH A JATZ CRACKER CHASER….

I sit here with my legs on fire, by stomach sending messages to my brain saying “WHAT THE FUCK JUST HAPPENED? QUIT ALREADY.”

Mrs Sparks, the Huffy Puffy Trainer to the Resistant, has upped the sessions to twice a week. I had to go along with it, because the other two Huffy Puffy ladies said that they would do it, and if I said no, there would be a complete mutiny.

My name is Mrs Woog, and I am being bullied into exercising.

I know reading about exercising is about as boring as doing it, so I asked Mrs Sparks how can I become addicted to it, so it is so not a chore. You hear of so many people who are “addicted” to the “rush” you get after huffy puffy type scenarios, and I want in on that. Is there a pill you can take?

Mrs Sparks explained something about endorphins, and how you get them after you exercise. I told her the only thing I want to do after the session is to vomit into the garden. Her garden. I have written about endorphins before. They still elude me.

So, I looked up endorphins on Wikipedia, the politicians friend, and it told me this.

Endorphins (“endogenous morphine”) are endogenous opioid peptides that function as neurotransmitters. They are produced by the pituitary gland and the hypothalamus in vertebrates during exercise, excitement, pain, spicy food consumption, love, and sexual activity, and they resemble the opiates in their abilities to produce analgesia and a feeling of well-being.

Now, if I choose to take my endorphin hit from pain, spicy food consumption, love and rooting, will that make me lose my summer padding? Makes perfect sense to me….

Huffy Puffy. Do you do it?

Why?