Summer Motivation

So I'm gonna put the Alpha Male Olympics on hold a bit in celebration of this dam fine weather we having. I once again feel alive and inspired as I always do in summer. I hate Winter I am one big grouch.

Sunday I went to go support Sadie and her mates at the Mandela Marathon. 

Sadie picked up a last minute entry into the 10km as Fayes mom has been sick. 

Watching the start and seeing a lady being pushed into the temporary fence and a couple "MEN" bumping her further into it boiled my blood. This bloody world deserves to go Hunger Games so those "MEN" who push ladies around like that can get speared by Bow and Arrow Chick. A real MAN was quick on the scene and helped pick her up and made sure she was ok. What a champ.

That Sadie and all her friends did really well and had a blast. Walking out we bumped into Bongani from www.fitlab.co.za. Those who read this blog will remember the post I had on Bongani's boot camp and how much I suffered. Well I have now signed up for a 12 week program where a qualified dietitian will come and measure us up, give us an eating plan and motivate us along the way.

I'm nervous for Steph the dietician to measure me up. Not only do I know I will be considered obese or overweight Steph is a personal friend. 

I've decided I am going to post my measurements up and weight. Bloody stupid I know, but from the outline of the program I can't see where I could go wrong. In 12 weeks I will be a sexy Snowbeast - I just pray I don't have to stand in my undies for a pic. That would scare the kids.

I'm pretty dam excited for this and think it will be worth the cash and effort involved.

Feeling pumped for this summer. 

Have a great week ahead friends :)

                                                         God is Great

My Best Idea Yet

It happens to be my worst time of year at the moment. All the winter dust is being stirred up by the August winds bringing in Spring. The dust makes a bee line for my nose and hammers my sinuses, in turn making me a grumpy Snowbeast.

I'm not sick, just clogged up so I am still running but giving boot camp a skip for a while as trying to clear myself in front of a bunch of people is less than attractive.

Out on a run the other day I was thinking about the last Olympic games and how boring I found it. It was pretty cool watching the South Africans making us proud but the rest was so repetitive.

I also was pondering on the problem of over crowding in prisons.

Now being an alpha male I came up with an idea to sort both problems.

I call it "SNOWBEASTS ALPHA MALE OLYMPICS"

It wont contain any age restriction as kids need to learn the whole cause and consequence lesson.

All equipment and essential services will go out on tender in true South African style and awarded to the most likely to fail to deliver, go bankrupt or bribe any and all officials.

Each country will need to put forward Alpha males to compete and convicted murderers, kidnappers, rapists and haters of my blog.

Event 1: 5km obstacle course

Place: Hilbrow, Johannesburg

Details: Each country submits one criminal to run 5km through the streets of Hillbrow careful not to be kidnapped, shot or fall prey to nearby car bombs. Local Gangs will jeer the entrants on and provide refreshment stops containing Mandrax, Tik and Wonga. Winner is first one out.

Please note there will be no medical assistance along the route due to the trial run Ambulances being stolen and converted into taxi's.

All race coverage will be bought to you from Jozi Metro Cameras (the ones that haven't had their poles cut down for scrap metal).

Event 2: Skiet (pronounced Skeet - Afrikaans word for shoot)

Place: Coca-Cola Dome, Johannesburg

Details: Each Alpha Male is given a double barrel shotgun and in turn stands on the firing line blindfolded. One by one a criminal with a bell attached to their body will have to run accross the firing line hoping not to be shot. 1 point for every criminal shot. Later rounds the criminals will each carry a bell at different heights to confuse the Alpha Male. Those accused of hating my blog will have the bell tied around their groin.

Event 3: 100m Sprint

Venue: Greyville Race Course, Durban

Details: On the sound of a gunshot, criminals who where not hit by the bullet will sprint off. 10m behind savage dogs will be released followed by the pesky Poodle, winner is first accross the line and prizes will only be awarded to those who manage to survive.

Due to the nature of the event the criminals will have to find their own way out of the arena and it will be appreciated if they will put all dogs away after the event.

Next week we will look at a couple other events using bow and arrows, horses and swords.

Good luck to the Ballie, he is competing in the Masters Mountain Bike World Championship being held in Pietermaritzburg on Friday.

Hope you all well and you better all behave or we'll meet at the AM Olympics.

The Hypocrtical Snowbeast

So hear I am telling you I am getting fit and funky but also have a love for all things food and drink.

Look at last Sunday. Sadie is man down with flu and in bed. I finally have a day off with no commitments.

I hit the shops quickly and came back with supplies for the days events.

I started off making a cool veggie garden. It has Brocolli ( raw brocolli and tuna salad is the warrior in the fat burning realm), baby spinach, green peppers and some herbs I have no clue as to what they are. All I pray for is the discount herb pack isn't an "erb" pack and the CIA or even worse Sadils finds out. I'll keep an eye on those ones and pray the Devils lettuce doesn't pop up.

That finished I hit the kitchen and made a chilli sauce my Mom taught me to make. I upped the amount of chillies and added a couple Habeneros and put a roll of toilet paper in the fridge as a just in case.

Being a man I made a braai and as Sadils was sick I braai'd alone. It's good practice for when I am in the wilderness and need to cook food during the Hunger Games. I'm working on a tactic of distant Braaing. This is where I make the fire and attach the meat and watch it from a distance. When Bow and Arrow Chick pitches up to a kiff manly smelling braai I bop her on the head and win Hunger Games. Shits simple when you have a brain like mine.

Carrying on with the manly thing I brewed up a quick 19l batch of Snowbeasts Post Apocalyptic Ale. Four weeks time there is a possibility of me blogging from hospital with mild alchahol poisoning and in need of a new O ring after my chilli pops a valve.

I just got a BBM from Charmaine The Pesky Poodle dug my veggie garden up, apparently trying to help?!? Poodle my friend, an angry Snowbeast is coming your way.

The above proves I am a hypocrite or have conflicting hobbies. Like being a Policeman by day and crook by night. 

I've been struggling with a stiff neck and at first I thought it was a pimple on the neck starting, no pimple. I changed my pillows and still a week later its an uncomfortable pain that is going down my back now. After last night I believe I have found the problem. Its Voldemort the noseless cat. I woke up with the bugger sleeping on top of my head like a bloody had. I must have looked like Davey Crockett! I moved the cat. Woke up and he was in my face in between myself and Sadie. I moved him. I woke again all scrumpled up around the stupid thing. I moved him AGAIN! The BLOODY thing moved back and I was sleeping around him. Stuff this! Being messed around in my own bed by a cat, not happening. I put the bugger in the wash-basket at the base of the bed. Ha, try that silly Feline Foe!

Two minutes of peace and the bugger starts meowing. Sadie wakes up and asks whats that noise? I kick the basket over with my toes and the cat screeches out the basket and high tails it out the room. I blamed the cat fro knocking the basket over and guess who's not allowed in the room? Voldemort :D well, until Sadie finds out the truth and then it will be me on the couch.

That's that for the week. Looking forward to a long weekend although I have to work Saturday morning.