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Challenge no.2 - Jog On Love!

Challenge 2 - jog 3 miles

Set by friend of 16 years, ex-boyfriend (years ago) and fitness machine -Lloyd.

Lloyd has cycled 50 miles, ran up 920 stairs in about 6 minutes and is due to take part in a half marathon and a sprint triathlon. He does it for fun (and charity). Strange. I don't have any pictures of me and Lloyd together, but here is one of him alone for you ladies, he is single, not because I damaged him though.
Lloyd said he set me this challenge because he knew I would find it hard, and this is about challenges! He thought I might learn that it takes a great deal of commitment to be super fit (he wasn't saying he is a super fit person, but he is modest.)

I dislike jogging, in fact I hate most forms of excercise. The only excercise I get is shaking my stuff on the dancefloor all night long, and man can I shake it! So I figured, logically, if I can dance for about 5 hours non-stop, surely I can jog a pathetic 3 miles. Yes? Actually, No.

The first part of this challenge to overcome was the fact that I do not own trainers or jogging bottoms. I contemplated doing it in a vintage dress and 5 inch stilettos but Sophie talked me out of it. So I put on the closest thing to jogging bottoms - leggings and borrowed Sophie's trainers (Etnies, size 4, made for skaters, not joggers or size 5 like myself).




I set off jogging, I was feeling good, it was sunny, the streets were empty, I could hear Sophie cackling, as I got to the end of my road (0.1 mile about 160 metres) I wanted to give up and I could still hear Sophie laughing like a witch. Luckily a car beeped at me and not wanting to look like a pathetic excuse for a woman, I kept jogging. I got about another half a mile and I thought my heart was going to explode and it made me seriously consider giving up smoking (I had a refreshing cigarette soon as I got home and my breathing had returned to normal) So I decided I would walk for 1 minute, I seriously considered going home and just accepting I had already failed, but I carried on. When I jogged past other joggers, I thought 'they might think I'm one of them' but in retrospect it was obvious I'm an amateur. I haven't properly jogged or ran since I was about 14. Me jogging looks like a drunk chicken. In total I worked out I jogged about 1.5 - 2 miles and walked 1 - 1.5 miles. I am a failure.

I hate jogging. I realised on my jog that I will not be doing this again, it was boring, repetitive and I felt stupid every single second of it. Really this challenge was doomed from the start, I am a smoker, I do not excercise, I did not ensure I was hydrated, the trainers were too small, I thought my toe-nails were going to fall off and as I only wear high heels the muscles in my legs have changed so it is now impossible for me to be in flat shoes too long.
I did learn that you have to be very committed if you want to be fit and buff, but at the moment I still think only a sadist would bother with jogging. I really do need to get fitter, but I'm not going to get there through jogging, I will just have to shake it on the dancefloor longer!

10 Reasons Why Jogging Sucks.....
1. It makes your boobs saggy
2. and possibly everything else!
3. The guy who invented it as a form of excercise died really young.
4. You can't wear make-up (I did anyway)
5. OR heels or dresses, or anything else pretty!
6. It's boring
7. I felt I hadn't gained anything at the end. Pointless.
8. It hurts your toes (this may have been the size too small skating trainers)
9. You look really stupid!
10. People shout stuff.

Difficulty rating: Impossible!
Fun Factor: ZERO!
Challenge 2 - FAILED! jogged 2 miles, walked 1.
Do this if.... you want to get fit and you like solitude.

Holly

x





Challenge no.1


Challenge 1 - Get 100 people to appear in a seperate picture with me.

Set by my lifelong friend and extended family member, Misti

Misti said she set me this challenge because she knows I am a social person and she wanted to see just how social I am.

So was I able to persuade 100 people to appear in a seperate picture with me?

YES!

When I first recieved this task, I thought 'ha, how easy is that', oh how wrong I was. This was easy, yet surprisingly difficult to complete.

At 00.00 hours on April 3rd I headed out to a nightclub in Colchester so I could get the earliest start on this possible. I thought I would be able to get at least 50 photos done by 3am. However a combination of factors prevented this from happening.

This is shocking to say, but I actually felt nervous, I found it extremely difficult to ask people. I had visions of me asking a person to pose in a picture with me and I truly believed that what would then follow was them telling me 'F*CK OFF', they would then summon the bouncers to eject me from the club for bothering the fine clubbers. Okay maybe a little over the top, but a good imagination and negative outlook leads to exaggerated worst case scenarios.

Luckily my sister/photographer (Sophie) managed to bring me back to reality through use of common sense, positive thoughts and alcohol. So we went to find the first person and hey! We were on a roll! Just as I had stopped worrying how fat I looked and what pose to go for -to pout or not to pout? THAT is the question - the camera batteries died, such a shame, an overly confident topless blonde boy was just about to pose with me. However I was prepared for this I had an extra pair of batteries, what kind of fool do you take me for? Apparently the kind of fool who doesn't check to see if the batteries have already been used. Not to worry, Sophie had her camera with her, but then as I posed for another picture with another stranger, her camera batteries also died, we had no choice but to call it a night and head home.

I awoke some time in the afternoon, my first thought was one of horror and I filled with dread as I realised that I would have to try again and have to complete it by midnight.

I made sure I really was prepared this time, I had wrote out notes explaining what was I doing, so I would not have to shout in peoples ears, I brought EIGHT batteries, 1 shot of corkys and 1 pint of cider. I was ready to go. It was easier the second time round, not only because I had done it once, but Sophie made sure I was extremely well informed of the fact she did not want to be out late as she had work in the morning.

By 11.55pm we had taken the 100th picture!

Check them out below! I met some cheeky bouncers, beautiful ladies, some soldiers and some cool guys.






Some facts about this challenge.....

6 - number of people with their eyes closed
8 - number of batteries used
11 - number of people who were working when their photo was taken
54 - number of men I was photographed with
49 - number of women I was photographed with
103 - number of strangers I posed in a photo with!

Difficulty rating: harder than you think
Fun Factor: lots of high and lows
Do this if..... you want to pull!

Thanks to everyone who took a photo with me.

Holly

x

Challenges Set So far...........

1. Cycle from Camborne to Plymouth (66 miles!)

2. Shut the hell up for an entire day
3. Convince people I am a transexual

4. Jog 3 miles

5. Cook something mental

6. Busk

7. No smoking for a day

8. Skinnydip in a river

9. Grow and dye my 'hair down there' then prove it!

10. Face a phobia

11. Go to college in my jim jams

12. Eat 3 dozen boiled eggs in one go

13. Dress up as something different everyday

14. Run everywhere for a day

15. Krump everywhere for a day



16. Stand on one leg for an hour, in fancy dress, in public and keep a straight face

17. Wear a white shirt and get 250 people to sign it

18. Talk to 10 new people

19. Eat a raw onion like it is a apple

20. Blag my way into a gig

21. Dress as Mr. T (I pity the fool who set me this challenge)

22. Wear a candy bra as a bikini top for the day

23. Convince people I am a hobo and earn 10 bucks

24. Travel 5 miles on an office chair

25. Travel 5 miles on a space hopper

26. Speak in a foreign accent for a whole day

27. Convince people I am a sales person and get their personal details

28. Wear a burka for a day

29. Leave the house in trackies, flats and NO make-up (this is impossible for me, I'm an Essex girl)

30. Get 100 people to be in a seperate picture with me

31. Make a self portrait out of macaroni - primary school style

32. Make vegetable sculptures of 3 close friends

33. Make a little village out of recycled cardboard and plastic

34. Go scrumping!

35. Have a bake sale in my garden and earn 10 bucks

36. Me and Puffin live as conjoined twins for a day

37. Me and Puffin trade lives for a day

38. Organise a Flash Mob

39. Speak nothing but the truth for a whole day!

40. Re-create the film Essex Boys