I have discovered that not only do I get to do a workout - which let's face it is not high on my list of fun things to do - but there is A MASSAGE CHAIR. And not just some pissy vibrating thing like at the hairdressers, but a real, close-your-eyes-and-you'd-think -there-was-a-big-Swedish-guy kind of massage chair. I am seriously in love. IT EVEN HEATS UP!!! I was a cat in a past life so a warm chair that rubs you in all the right places is so far beyond good it should be illegal. Now as if this wasn't enough to see me sneaking off to the gym every spare moment - they have a cafe!!! Well, an area with tables, magazines, and free tea and coffee. How good is that??
Now my workout is my incentive to get to the good stuff. You should see me power through those weights to get to my massage chair and a hot cuppa!!
Here is what my beautiful Massage Chair looks like - isn't he beautiful?
And this is what I have now added to my 40th birthday gift registry!!! (How good is it in pink?!)
And finally a couple of shots of me in action at the gym!!! Looking hot aren't I?!
(It shouldn't take you long to work out that I am in fact a brunette and about 20 kilo heavier than this chickie.)