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Everyone loves a bit of drama; a bit of controversy, a fight or some gossip. But it seems that drama may also love me. I can’t just tootle along, going to work, going running, to the gym and occasionally up the mountain to snowboard (fall on my arse). I have to injure myself, have permanently bruised legs, and crash my car into a ditch. Yep that’s right, Arnie is no more. Well he is, but he’s not going far sitting at the bottom of Coronet Peak  with his front wheels like bong eyes. I’m pretty lucky that my spin into a ditch ended how it did. With Arnie (and my travel funds) being the only casualties. 

Naturally my car crash put a bit of a downer on last week. I was planning to sell it to fund my onwards travel, and it was my lifeline to my gym and new running destinations. Thinking about life here without it wasn’t pushing my buttons. Summer back home in the UK with my friends and family was. But negativity is not my niche! Material possessions will not make or break me. With the advice of my personal trainer/life coach I set myself some goals, weighed up my pros and cons and decided to stick out my time in Queenstown and make it great. Cue mega dramatic life changing opportunity email arriving the following morning. What did I say about me and my pal drama?

My decision had been made long before I left the UK for my travels. I would come home if this opportunity ever reared its’ head. I had just over 2 weeks before leaving New Zealand. Now I have 10 days. 

So my time in Queenstown; my runners’ haven, is ticking away. I’ve got lots to fit into my last little time here, including as many runs as I can squeeze around my schedule. Trips up the mountain are on ice. Ha. Not taking anymore risks; I need to be at my personal pinnacle and peak! This week I have enjoyed twilight runs through town, an energetic run to the gym in Frankton (past my fave little rowing boat called ‘Puff ‘n’ stuff II’), and a pinky sunset run to Fernhill. Queenstown is fantastically photogenic as ever and my runs have been most pleasurable. I’ve reached my PB on push-ups in one go (40!) and is it just me or are my biceps and abs looking bulked and buff?! 

   

   

I’m not sure how many people use their travels to get fitter and stronger but Queenstown has served me  well for this. And with this I’m ready to return home and face my future; real life. I’m more than a little excited. 






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It’s all change in my life right now (new hometown, new job, new season…) and the most recent evolution is my purchasing of a car. And it’s not just ‘a’ car, it’s my first ever car! It also came with a free kayak (!) among many other bits and bobs including a jar of jam and a trance CD. So it doesn’t have a warrant of fitness or registration but that’s beside the point, don’t try and tell me I didn’t get a good deal on this bad boy! Today was my first day off this week and this morning was spent pursuing that all important warrant of fitness to get my ride legal. It wasn’t as simple as dropping it off at a garage to get it ship shape, like I’d hoped, but it seems it will be an affordable, if a little timely, fix up. Here’s a pic of the beast (minus kayak).

 

After a while of driving between various garages (who knew there were all different kinds?!), I drove to the gym for a personal training session, ensuring no eye contact was made with passing police. I was little early so strapped up my sneaks and headed out on to the surrounding playing fields to get a cheeky 5k in. There’s not much to report as it was a pretty plain route compared to some of my recent runs. The Remarkables looked down on me under a grey sky, and a plane took off on the airport runway behind the fields. 

  

Nevertheless, my little jog had me warmed up and ready for some iron pumping; I got a good session in at the gym, working on my legs and chest. My body building is going well anyway, I feel like I’m getting back to the tone (or even more than) I had at home when I trained at a boxing gym. Jodie Marsh eat your heart out!