My Samurai

I really should have written about this when it was hot off the press. Albeit late, here we go. My spinning instructor is really effing sexy. Hot. Droolworthy. The babe to rule them all. My heart rate is through the roof before I even get on the bike, and after every weekly class, the pool…

My Newfound Passion

And I mean really new. Like, last week new. In my Head of Department’s words, I have become a rugby monster. It all began with an innocent question on my part (and luckily for me, my Head of Department is always ready to oblige whenever I have a query). “Who’s famous and a redhead? Like,…