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Tuesday 10th August 2021

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Can’t believe the arrogance of people who write music or songs for God. Our music must be like chimps hitting stones together compared to the stuff He can come up with. Same with religious art. Back off guys. He’s God. You can’t even tell that guy a joke that He hasn’t thought of. Not even a really dirty or extremely offensive one. I suppose it’s not surprise that that guy has a dark sense of humour.

And I’ve been amazed and amused to see Handball chiefs sticking to their guns about the kind of clothes female handball players can wear over their bottoms. 
You’d think that the minute all this surfaced they would immediately have just said, “Oh yeah, wow, that’s a dumb rule. Thanks for pointing it out. We’ll amend that so it’s not so creepy and weird.” But instead they’ve issued fines and put off the inevitable decision for months and probably ensured that they lose their jobs in the process. It’s a very strange hill to die on, though I guess it’s difficult to become a handball chief and one of the perks is being able to get a better idea of what a woman’s bum might look like than a man’s and so maybe they’re not keen to relinquish that power.
They’re risen as far as they can in the handball world and sure, it’s not as glamorous or lucrative as it’s more popular cousin, football, but a chief is a chief and their opinion has to count for something. But why are they prepared to give it all up over the slight difference betwixt bikini bottoms and small shorts? Maybe one of them owns a bikini bottoms factory. I just don’t know.
I wish I was some kind of chief. 

I had no idea what effect the holiday would have had on my weight loss. I ate quite a lot of junk food, but did two long runs and that trek over Brean Down. I was prepared and maybe expected to be a kilo or two heavier, but my wife had commented that I looked thin (comparatively) so I wasn’t sure.
It turned out that I had lost 0.9kg in the 8 days since the last morning weigh in. I should eat fish and chips and crappy sweets every day! I am now down to the equal lowest weight of the year of 82.6kg (I hit this same weight briefly about 3 weeks ago, when I suddenly lost 2kg in 2 days, but the next day had bumped up to over 83kg again and today is the first time I’ve got back under my realistic goal weight since then).
I suppose the defining factor is that my work life is quite static and on holiday we scarcely got to sit down all day. But even when I was treating myself I reined in the greed a bit. 

I had visions of cracking on with work today (and I didn’t have a bad morning, managing to put the final touches to my new book) but I realised that I was a bit knackered when I could only manage 15 minutes on the rowing machine and the afternoon was a wash out. It’s a bad sign when I needed my daily Solero before 10am. But I kept it to one Solero. I have this thing under control. I could give up any time,
I did manage to make some progress on booking RHLSTP guests. Louise Wener from Sleeper will be the other guest alongside Adam and Joe on 27th September and another guest has been announced in the members’ secret area at rhlstp.co.uk. Hopefully will have the guest for the bonus gig on 29th August sorted soon too. 

Back to the old green board for some crucial frames in the ESLOSPS. You can listen to the action here or wait til it appears on YouTube if you want to watch it too.


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