Friday, 20 August 2010

I Hate... Having not used my bones, organs and muscles for 20 years / ‘I’ve been walking for miles’

During my school days I was known for skiving off of P.E. lessons. My record was missing 12 consecutive lessons of outdoor winter hockey – an achievement I am vehemently proud of. I would get my mum to write me notes, friends with ‘grown-up’ handwriting to write me notes, hide in the toilets, just whatever it took to get me out of playing King and Queen Ball in an icy gym that smelt like vomit and death.

Anyway, my hatred of wearing shorts and trainers, the whole ethos of competition and being told by an alcoholic P.E. teacher that I was going to die before my parents meant that I haven’t really completed any exercise since primary school when we had weekly swimming lessons. (Don’t even get me started on the scarring experience of being the only kid to turn up unable to swim and having to put on armbands. That’s another tale for another day.)

The point I want to make, is that my Dad has always been pretty disappointed that I’ve never taken part in any sport or any kind of fitness routine, as he himself is a very healthy and fit individual. So this summer my untameable need to make my parents proud of me took over once more (after the glow of achieving a first wore off) and I signed up to run the Adidas Women’s 5K Challenge in Hyde Park on my 21st birthday in September.
I’ve overcome my fear of exercise, bought some trainers and have been hitting the gym as much as possible since June. I’ve been keeping my training a secret from most people as I know they will find it hilarious and unimaginable. But guess what? I’m skinny, young and don’t smoke so I’m pretty good at running actually. So a big two-fingers up at every butch netball player from school who thought they were so much better than me because they could pivot and complete a shoulder pass.

In fact, I would go as far as saying that I actually like my new found exercise regime. It’s nice to feel that I deserve to eat, sleep and sit down for once; rather than feeling guilty about it 24/7. Here are some of my favourite tracks from my ‘keep running otherwise you’ll never have a body like Lady Gaga’ playlist:

1) Michael Jackson Jam - What could possibly spur one on more than thought of ‘It ain’t too hard for me to Jam’?

2) The Drums Let’s Go Surfing – The fact that the band jog to the beach in the video to this track means that this song provides a gentle encouragement.

3) The Killers Somebody Told Me – Have you ever noticed how short this song is? The fact that there is barely a second verse and a minimal middle eight means you won’t even notice the time you’ve spent running when this is playing.

4) Robbie Williams Let Me Entertain You – Is it just me that wishes I could be Robbie Williams onstage at Knebworth performing this? Anyone who says they don’t imagine singing ‘Come on, come on, come on, come on’ to a crowd of adoring fans is a liar.

5) The Rolling Stones Brown Sugar – I wish I had Mick Jagger’s physique. End of.

Thursday, 19 August 2010

I Like... My fellow Michael Jackson Fans / Is this what religion feels like?

Michael Jackson fans are wonderful, but I find them hard to come by face-to-face. Where are they? Would it be way too 1990s of me to get an MJ pen pal? I’m seriously considering it, so whilst I think this over (so far, not one con has entered my head...), please peruse these lovely MJ fan organisations:

1) Michael Jackson Fans of Southern California
This fan club does exactly what it says on the tin; they’re MJ fans based in Southern California. So if you ever want a letter, flowers or a gift taken to Forest Lawn, this lovely lot visit once a month to pay their respects and deliver all donations for Michael there. So thoughtful. Plus they organised the release of 400 doves at Forest Lawn on 25th June, which was an anniversary marker that I was only too happy to contribute to.

Michael Jackson HATED being called ‘Jacko’: fact. So sign this petition because I hate it too and so should you. Plus when I was looking back through some magazine and newspaper archives on Jackson from the late 80s to early 90s, it seems that the media referred to him by this nickname exclusively, which annoyed me and put a halt to my research.

This is my favourite UK MJ fan club, with a few of the team members having previously worked for the Heal the World Foundation and have received official recognition from MJJ Productions for their work. They’re very friendly and knowledgeable MJ fans and are truly dedicated. Plus, I am a contributor to their marvellous network now. Click here to read a review of The Michael Jackson Opus I wrote for them here. More book reviews and other MJ musings coming soon....

And finally, I'm really enjoying this video of Michael at Studio 54. Nice to see him having a nice time:

Tuesday, 10 August 2010

I Like... Jeff Goldblum / 'It's mysterious what attracts you to a person'

I went to see Jeff Goldblum in The Prisoner of Second Avenue at the Vaudeville Theatre.

I would write a review, but I would be somewhat bias due to the fact that I want to marry Jeff. (It was rather good FYI - like Death of a Salesman except approaching the subject of econmic meltdown and a midlife crisis with humour and wit, as oppossed to Arthur Miller's insanely bleak and depressing take on what consumerism does to our minds and selfworth.)

After seeing this play, I watched The Fly - Note to Jeff: If you ever asked me to get into a teleporter I would climb on in. No questions asked. And I could not even fathom the thought of aborting your mutant baby.

Monday, 9 August 2010

I Like... Having just a bit of light summer reading to do / Story Time

The fact that there are more books on the way, plus my exceptionally slow reading rate does not bode well for me