Keeping my End Up


I didn't doze for long.
I had forgotten that Gorgeous Dave had rescheduled our badminton match for 7 pm last night, so with some trepidation, a new pair of tracksuit bottoms and my newly made but  forgotten strawberry smoothie sat in the fridge I met him at a local school gymnasium .
It was a gym that held some bittersweet memories for me as it was a place of much ritualistic humiliation in my 1970s secondary school PE days.
GD was suitably attired in his immaculate yet relaxed sports wear accompanied by a set of winnie sized muscular thighs to die for.
I waddled out with holes in my trainers and noted that there was a dribble of cottage pie down my T shirt.
Not a great sporting look
But the challenge was on! 
Thank goodness for muscle memory, for even though I am just under twenty years older than GD and literally twice as heavy I kept my end up fairly well!
And I enjoyed it.
And at least GD had the good grace to sweat just a little 
Having said this ........
I had to rock back and forth several times in bed this morning in order to get my aching old arse off the mattress.........

Just off to a morning Sams shift. Tonight I'm off to see a gay themed boxing play with a friend

48 comments:

  1. Your are certainly keeping busy ! Has the Rupert Fawcett book arrived yet? XX

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  2. Not yet my postman must be teasing

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  3. So where did you learn to play badminton? I've never played it, even at my poncy public school.

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    1. Sheffield my friend mike and i taught ourselves. We played twice a week

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    2. I learned to play badminton as a child growing up in North Carolina. I loved it. I don’t remember how long it has been since I played and I would probably drop dead from the running back and forth lol
      Rule #1
      Look good when bending over:)

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    3. I learned it in college. It was a fun game. I no longer have the agility to play. I’m now the card, domino, and board game age which also coincides with my grandchildren’s interests.

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  4. Your luck's in tonight then

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  5. Gay themed boxing play? Friend? Sorry, I don't get you.

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    1. " get meeeeee" that was the intension of the phrase....as in look at me im cosmopolitan

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    2. That was how I understood it John !

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    3. In that case all you needed to delete was the question mark.

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    4. Bloody hell.l.whatever

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  6. Got tickets to a play at theatr clwyd which is about a love story between two boxers . Im going with a friend.
    Nothing complicated in that

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    1. Oh. I just wondered why you asked 'Get me?'

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    2. Yes but I share Tom's confusion because you clearly implied that there was something to "get"; then pulled away... Get me?

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    3. I thought you meant you were going with a date.

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    4. Edited out now anyway, so comments now meaningless to all. Get him eh? :)

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    5. I was getting tired of explaining

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    6. Should have used an exclamation mark.

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  7. Badminton! It sounds like fun!
    And hey, as long as you play, the least important thing are the holes in the trainers....
    And the love story play with the two boxers should be interesting. What's called?

    XOXO

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    1. Gypsy Queen21 February - 23 February 2019

      “Laugh-out-loud lines… a touching romance” ★★★★ The Independant
      “A multi-faceted love story that plays out with a ray of hope”  ★★★★ The Stage

      Gypsy Queen is a critically acclaimed love story set in Liverpool where two young men from rival boxing clubs fall in love, with devastating fallout

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  8. That is a good kind of hurt the morning after being active, the more you do, the less it hurts. Enjoy the play!

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  9. Gay themed boxing play? Should we expect lots of fisticuffs and gusting?

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  10. Sounds like an enjoyable evening. Badminton is so much fun.

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  11. I used to love badminton; in fact, it and table tennis were the only PE things I enjoyed. These days if I played even to the first birdie miss, I'd end up in the hospital. I need to do something about getting in shape!

    New tracksuit bottoms - you take badminton seriously!!

    The play sounds good. Enjoy.

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    1. No...my old trackie bottoms had a hole in the crutch

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  12. A good start getting back into focused exercise. MAybe you will eventually play twice a week like in your youth, John.

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    1. Jimbo, I think u are right....I need to get back into physically doing things... twice a week! Bloody hell why not

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  13. What I love about badminton is the sound the birdie makes when you hit it. It's a fun game and I'm glad you were able to hold up your end of it. I knew you would.

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  14. My filthy mind has probably missed the point of this post. The part from "muscle memory" and ending with "mattress" took me down a whole nuther rabbit hole!
    I used to enjoy badminton when I could move and hold a racket. Oh, well, back to my dirty fantasizing :)

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  15. A gay themed boxing play .... where on earth is that on at, and HOW on earth do you find out about these lovely high brow events in our area?

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    1. It's at Theatr Clwyd called Gypsy Queens ..good review

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  16. Barbara Anne4:02 pm

    I played Badminton often as a child in Tennessee and, in fact, until our kids were nearly teens, then that activity fell by the wayside. It probably wasn't cool. These days I'd be hobbling.

    Enjoy your evening. :)

    Hugs!

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  17. Keep at it and you'll soon have Winnie sized thighs!

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  18. A bit Billy Elliotish ..... hope you enjoy it .... will await review. You are really getting out and about .... good on ya. 🤗 XXXX

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  19. I admire the heck outta you.

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  20. I admire your self discipline re getting out for exercise. I will try to motivate myself by referring to your example. Now on to the job thing from yesterday. My advice would be to make an appointment with a human resource person at your last NHS hospital and explain the situation re returning. People can be very helpful one on one, of course they can be bloody minded as well but worth a shot. Get your solicitor on to this 1. to negotiate with NHS and 2. if not already a factor in divorce settlement make sure it is. Financial losses and retraining support. I also think teaching would be a good fit for you.
    Once you are back working full time with a decent wage you will have to find someone in the village to pop in on the dogs once or twice a day for some remuneration.
    I moved from nursing to recreation therapy, a job nobody seems to have heard of in the UK. Much happier in the new role.
    Or if you end up coming to my neck of the woods-we are so desperate for nurses you could name your terms plus no one bats an eye when you nip home to let the dogs out, small place, doesn't take long.

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  21. Stop changing the subject are you or are you not going to implement the buy me a coffee option to your blog grrrrrrrrr

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  22. Anonymous9:01 pm

    Come on John, give it a go.

    Pauline B

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  23. Buy yourself a really glamorous set of sports gear John and some new trainers - go on, treat yourself, up the ante.

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  24. I can’t believe it! An entire post about badminton and not one mention of the shuttlecock!

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  25. Exercise, good. The rest of the thread is escaping me, but that's OK. xxoo anyway.

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