27th September 2014, Virgin Active, Canary Wharf, London
In another attempt to do something else with our Saturdays than drinking wine, me and Hell's Bells were off to try out VIPR. Apparently it's the new craze of the fitness world and something you must have tried.
I'm not sure our commitment to new healthy lives were overly clear when we strolled into the gym only to go and sit on the café balcony with burgers and lattes. But eventually the clouds came out, the food was eaten and we had no more excuses.
With training gear and game faces on, we headed into the VIPR studio and checked out the VIPRs with scepticism. These purple pipe shaped objects that aren't even all that heavy - how hard could it be?
As me and Hell's Bells were soon to learn - pretty damn hard. We should have known as soon as the instructor came in and was 120 pounds of pure muscle. I was not that wise and even sniggered at her when she dared suggest I'd take anything other than the heaviest weight in my first session.
I work out a lot and what I lack in flexibility and grace, I make up for in stamina. Still - I was drowning in sweat 5 minutes in with Hell's Bells giving me evil stares and hisses for dragging her there. She could have been at the pub now!
So don't be fooled by the somewhat innocent appearance of a VIPR - they are deadly. Squat 150 times whilst swinging the VIPR above your head and you'll know what I mean.
Once done with the VIPR, we were desperate for some serious relaxation and went to the swanky spa section of Virgin Active Canary Riverside where we concluded that swimming in the same pool as Daniel Craig in Skyfall basically means that we've both have gone to at least second base with him.
After a long relaxation session, we both concluded that tomorrow would be painful. And as clockwork, the text received from Scotty the next morning read:
-So I hear you broke Hell's?
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