Weighted Olympic Ring Push Ups and Starting a Long Term Goal.

So Friday was the quietest day of the week delivery wise, still a long day though.

Arrived at the depot for 7am. 86 deliveries and collections, with 139 parcels handled. Left the depot at 6:30pm. 11.5hrs, meh.

Should have been 30 minutes or more than that though, but due to a lovely customer not numbering their house, or should I say cottage. I had to go back on myself during the day to redeliver something as they made a complaint about me not finding their property. Yeah, because not putting signs up where ‘your’ property is then ‘my’ fault for not finding it. Bastards.

Knackered when I got home, so chillaxed with some rum and music.

Weekends always seem rushed, which I think is due to my job. I wake up thinking I have to do things at the same pace I work at during the week, 100 miles an hour lol. But then when I finish tasks I’m like what do I do now, I always feel like I’ve got to accomplish things rather than just do them and enjoy the time I’m doing them.

I know I enjoy being outdoors, going for country walks etc, but I feel like I have to be working rather than just enjoying being outdoors. I think that comes from the 10 odd years I worked on the land and whenever I was outdoors I was working.

I do enjoy working with my hands and plants, and I think I’d enjoy working with animals too.

I guess I’m technically working outdoors now, being a delivery driver, but it’s not the same.

My ultimate goal is to end up with some kind of a smallholding. I’d like to have enough land to have a few animals, some pigs and chickens and a few cows for fresh milk, a few cats and dogs too. And then enough land to grow a few bits of fruit and veg on.

I know to get there I’ve got a lot of work to do from where I am now and ultimately I may never end up there, but I’ve got to start somewhere and for me, that’s paying off my debt and then saving up some money.

My rough aim is that when I reach 50 I’ll be in a position to either buy somewhere or at the least, rent somewhere long term.

Hopefully, it’ll happen sooner than that, but my rough guesstimates are that time frame, so that’s what I’m planning on.

It gives me something to aim for longterm, but also I’ve got plenty of things to aim for in the short term to get there. And some people might think it’s a bit later to be aiming for something like this, but as I’ve said before, I don’t intend on retiring as such, mainly because I enjoy working on what I do and don’t see the need to retire from it.

Perhaps that’s why so many people are focussed on retirement because they’re not in jobs that they enjoy?

Anyway, Saturday was a rest day, chilled out all day, although I still did things they were for once at a relaxed pace lol. Then today Sunday amongst other things, I decided to do some Weighted Olympic Ring Push Ups.

Oh boy. Won’t be doing these again for a while.

I’ve not done any ring push ups for a few years but thought I’d give them a go today for a laugh. I forgot how annoying they are to set up when they aren’t set up permanently.

I was fiddling around with the height for ages, trying to get them level, all for about 5 minutes of exercise, then I took them down again. Yeah, won’t be doing that again pmsl.

I also forgot how much I really like them. It seems to be a theme of mine to like difficult exercises lol. I’m going to give pistol squats ago again next weekend!

Anyway, I did the first set of bodyweight ring pushups and after being really unstable for the first few, I soon got back into the swing of things. So I added some weight for the next two sets.

10 x Bodyweight Olympic Ring Push Ups

8 x 5kg Weighted Olympic Ring Push Ups

8 x 10kg Weighted Olympic Ring Push Ups

Nothing overly taxing weight wise, but enough to work my muscles nicely and I could tell so as I could really feel the squeeze in my chest at the top of each rep.

Anyway, that’s enough of them, as I said, they take too long to set up and I find getting the level of each ring a pain, a bit ocd but I like them to be exactly level. So I’ll sit tight on doing them regularly until I can get them set up somewhere permanently again, I’ll stick to plain old weighted pushups for a while.

Right, I’m off to order a few books on smallholding that I saw recommended by another smallholder. That’s all I can do, for now, learn about things. Although I am going to try growing a few fruits in pots in the garden again this year, rather than just sticking with flowers. Been a while since I’ve grown anything food wise, think it’s about time I got back into it.

Until next time…



Ass to Grass Barbell Squats and Stuff

Arrived at the depot for 7am as always today. 91 deliveries and collections, with 152 parcels handled. Left the depot at 6.30pm. 11.5hrs. Pants.

Quieter than yesterday on the delivery front, but nearly the same time working due to getting back to the depot at the same time as a trailer swap, which meant waiting 30 minutes to unload my collections, shite.

Hey ho, Friday tomorrow, whoop.

Got home food prepped for tomorrow then did some weight lifting.

5 x 87.5kg Barbell Squats

5 x 77.5kg Barbell Squats

10 x 67.5kg Barbell Squats

Decided to go up by 10kg today rather than 5kg like I planned. I know I can do the weight, I’d just planned on increasing slower, but when I started getting ready I was like, meh let’s just do it.

22.5kg over bodyweight to start felt pretty good.

I’ve done it plenty of times before, but not for over 12 months and not after an 11 hr delivery driving shift, so it was interesting and by that I mean I could feel the blood pumping around my head after straining.

I’ll definitely be doing some more this weekend, probably only increase by 5kg though and same for next week, then I should be over 100kg again in a few weeks time. Bosh.

I swear I went so low tonight that my ass touched the carpet or perhaps my butt cheeks have just got fat as fuck, either way they were proper ass to grass as always.

Shower time because I stink and am filthy from carrying dusty boxes all day.

Until next time…


I’ve Found a Local Raw Milk Dairy Farm!

Decided not to write anything over the weekend. Had a chillaxing Saturday and didn’t do a lot except research any local dairy farms that sold raw milk.

Since we’ve been back in Oxfordshire I’ve had to order my raw milk via the net as there hasn’t been anyone local that offered it.

Saturday I was poodling about on the net and happened to have a look at raw milk dairy farms in the UK and I noticed a new one that had cropped up last year, so I decided to visit it on Sunday.

Oh man it’s awesome. Or should I say the raw milk is awesome! The dairy farm even has a little farm shop with local meat on sale too, whoop.

So I got myself a weeks worth of raw milk from them as a tester and a nice juicy steak and some sausages, mmmm mmmmmm.

Anyway. Sunday was also tidying up the garden day, which was cool. It was sunny and crispy cold. Messing around with dirt and plants, ace.

Didn’t do any weight lifting this weekend though. Not sure why, I just wimped out for some reason, hey ho.

Today was work day. At the depot for 7am. 97 deliveries and collections. Left the depot at 6:15pm. 11.25hrs, meh. Should’ve left 30-45 mins earlier, but I arrived back just as one trailer was full and being swapped for an empty one, so I lucked out.

Got home, food prep and some weight lifting.

5 x 47.5kg Barbell Overhead Press

5 x 42.5kg Barbell Overhead Press

10 x 37.5kg Barbell Overhead Press

I really need to do some squats and deadlifts this week, which I think I’ll leave until Thursday and the weekend so that any doms can arrive for the weekend when I’m not working lol.

Until next time…


Chilled Delivery Driving Friday

Woke up this morning after 8hrs+ of sleep last night, which is a first for me, I normally don’t sleep more than 6-7hrs, so I must’ve been pretty whacked from this bug I’ve had.

I’m pretty sure it’s been a bug, I can’t think it was anything else, but either way, I’m over it now I think, had a slight headache when I woke up again but took some painkillers and it’s not come back this afternoon/evening. My stomach and rear end are better too lol, so it’s all good.

Delivery wise it was a quiet day compared to the rest of the week, nice and chilled driving around for once.

Arrived at the depot for 7am. 81 deliveries and collections during the day. Left the depot at 5:15pm. 10.25hr day, sweet.

No exercise tonight, but looking forward to doing some over the weekend. Tonight is movie and rum night.

Until next time…


Weighted Chin Ups Make Me Feel Manly, Grrrrrr.

Tuesday is normally the busiest day of the week, however, today was a few deliveries short of yesterday, so I’m thinking that Wednesday may well turn out to be this weeks busiest day.


Got to the depot for 7am. 97 deliveries and collections throughout the day. Left the depot at 5:30pm. 10.5hr day, sweet. Probably as short as a day goes for me I think.

Home, a quick bit of exercise, prepared tomorrows food and showered, all before 7pm, bosh!

Today’s exercise was some weighted chin ups.

5 x 10kg chin up

5 x 7.5kg chin up

5 x 5kg chin up

Man, I love chin-ups so much, always have. I’ve done them for over 15yrs now and along with push-ups, they are no doubt one of my favourite exercises to do.

Mainly because you can do them almost anyway you can hang from, but also because I love the feeling I get in my back muscles.

I was thinking I should make a goal of maxing out my chin ups. A few years ago my record was 17 bodyweight chin ups and since then I’ve not tried to max out again.

I’ve always preferred doing weighted chin ups than endless bodyweight ones though.

My max to date (again a few years ago) on weighted chin-ups is 2 reps with 25kg around my waist, which is pretty good I reckon.

I think I’m going to try and beat that this year. I’m feeling pretty strong on them again having spent the last few weeks doing some a few times a week, so we’ll see how that goes.

Time to go, steakburgers are calling om nom nom nom.

Until next time…


Rant time: I fucking despise mentally and physically weak people.

So, it’s been an interesting month or so since I last wrote anything down and today I felt the desire to right something down or more to the point, have a little rant.

But first, a quick jot down of what’s be happening.

A lot has happened and at the end of it, I’m back working permanently at the delivery company I left last year.

To start with I had to stop covering my friends (arsehole would be a more appropriate term) route because he refused to pay me for the 6 weeks work I did for him.

Excuse after excuse came and then he did a runner and left the company, so I’m left with no choice but to take him to court, which is proving complicated but hopefully fruitful by the end of it.

I worked for another driver for a few weeks to keep some money coming in and then I put myself forward to take over this previous friends arseholes route and was given it, so I now find myself back where I left off back at the end of July last year, that being working for this delivery company again.

Thinking back to that time last year and reading some of my musings over that period when I left, I seemed to have lost my head a little. Well, a lot.

I started to allow myself to be affected by complainers or what I like to call fucking whingers, people who want the rewards that hard work brings, without actually doing the hard work.

One of the few things I despise in life are people who do nothing but complain about how hard things are. These people never seem to look to improve themselves to overcome obstacles, they just complain about how hard something is and make their lives and others lives more complicated than they need to be.

Thinking about it, I find I come across people like it more and more these days. So many people have gone soft not only in the mind but physically too.

Ooooh I couldn’t possibly lift or move that, I might have to use my muscles and you know break a fucking sweat.

I see so many people who are either obese, unfit, mentally weak or a combination of all three so often these days.

I guess condifence could be an issue. People who are unfit and unhealthy are generally in my opinion, not very confident people.

In my 20+ years of experimenting with my own health and fitness, I can hand on my heart say that only when I have been healthy and fit have I been truly confident.

Not teenage cocky confident. Not egotistical confidence. Just calm, experienced, knowledgeable confidence.

Confidence that comes from putting myself through hard work physically and mentally and realising that it makes me healthy and fit and allows me to be my true self.

I don’t need the latest research papers to tell me that physical fitness and mental fitness are the forbearers of a good life into old age, my own experiences are telling me that.

I’ve read so many things over the years that say a healthy diet is important to a healthy body, but just as much importance should be placed on physical fitness too.

Movement and strength are two vitally important aspects that I feel are too often overlooked when it comes to health as we get older.

It’s no coincidence. I mean what happens when most people get older these days? They stop moving as much and also lose a lot of strength.

Being a delivery driver I come in to contact with a lot of people face to face and on the route I’m on now specifically, I deliver to a fair amount of older people. And one thing sticks out for me. They’re generally all physically unfit and weak.

Ever since I started looking after myself physically, I’ve always said that I want to be still physically fit and strong when I’m old.

In fact, I’ve said and still do say that I never want to technically stop working and retire for want of a better term.

I don’t see myself working in a job particularly when I’m say 70+. But I do see myself being physically active in some way either working on my own bit of land or someone else’s or volunteering on the land … because I want to return to working on the land in the future, but that’s further musings for another day.

In no way shape or form, do I see myself sat in a chair all day in a retirement home, or at my own home, being physically inactive for my remaining days.

Sure if I get a debilitating injury or incurable disease, then so be it, but if I can help it, I’ll still be physically active until the day I die, simply because I take pride in it, why wouldn’t anyone else?

I don’t see being physically fit as being wrong? More so I see being physically unfit as being wrong, not just health wise but mentally too.

Personally, I get bored shitless if I’ve not done anything physically active for more than a few days, let alone months and years on end as a lot of people seem to.

Aaaaanyway, I digress. I wanted to rant, but I’ve gone off on one, where was I?

Ah yes, I had allowed these same moaning whinging arseholes of people to get to me last year and had allowed them to affect my mental abilities.

By this, I mean that I had allowed the things they were moaning about to become my things to moan about. My normal mental toughness had become weakened and I allowed normal trivial things to get to me and this affected my day to day enjoyment of the job and also life in general.

I saw no way out of it other than to leave the job like I did. Although I obviously went back in a slightly different role for a few weeks, I still eventually left for the same reasons.

Looking back now I can see those reasons or obstacles that caused me to leave are actually still present in the job, but now that my normal mental toughness is back, I just let things go and get on with my job.

It’s frustrating not being able to actually talk about all things to do with this delivery job, but the contract I signed states that you are not allowed to post anything online about the contracts or the job itself.

I doubt that anyone from the company would actually read my writing, but in case they do, I don’t want to get myself into any legal troubles haha!

Anyway, enough of that shit. Fucking moaners are a given in today’s gone soft world. And I’m certainly no harper to days gone by, but fuck me people, toughen up and sort shit out rather than moaning about it!

I think it’s time for some meat and rum. No weight lifting today, I’ll save that for tomorrow. Which reminds me, so far it’s been a good start to the year fitness wise. I’m obviously far more active in the delivery driver role and the hours are long, but I’m not letting that stop me from doing some kind of weightlifting in the evenings.

Each weeknight I’m doing one form of movement, from the main lifts, squats, deadlifts, overheads, rows, chins, bench press, weighted push ups etc and only 3 sets of each.

So far it’s working, I’m taking no more than 20 minutes to workout each evening and I can feel my strength returning once again.

It’s tough some nights, having done a 12hr day delivering parcels and then being motivated enough to come home to lift some weights, it is tough, but I’ve been getting straight on it when I walk through the door and it’s soon becoming a habit again.

Anyway, fuck this shit, it’s rum and meat time.

Until next time…


Take opportunities when they arrive.

Blimey, what a few weeks it has been delivery driving.

From abrupt endings to new beginnings. I’ve finished at one courier company and started back at my old courier company!

Having put my old courier company behind me thinking that there wasn’t going to be an opportunity to get back in, out of the blue I get contacted asking if I can cover for an injured driver.

Hey presto I’m back in my old company and working my nuts off busier than ever.

What with it being the Christmas period, the parcel numbers have gone silly and there is a lot of work. So much so that the company has nearly doubled it’s drivers just to cover it all.

I’m now covering a route that is paying better than my old route, despite being paid less per parcel, simply because it’s Christmas, but also because it’s a more condensed area.

And further down the line, I may well end up with a permanent route out of it!

So from thinking that I’d shot myself in the foot leaving the company as I did, an unfortunate accident for someone else has seen an opportunity arise for me and I’m back where I started, but seemingly in a better position financially.

We’ll see what comes of it in the new year, but I’ll definitely be earning a lot more than I thought I was going to before Christmas, so that’s awesome.

The increased worked load is really amazing. From what I was doing previously with this company, to what I’m doing now, phewee.

It’s funny though, the hours are the same, 11/12 every day, but I’m probably doing 30-40% or more deliveries every day, which even taking Christmas into account, is a big jump.

I’m going to keep my head down and just get on with whatever is thrown at me until Christmas and hopefully something will appear for the new year.

Until then, it’s 6 day weeks, delivering a stupid amount of parcels, haha.

The life of a delivery driver a.

On the exercise front, I’ve not done anything for over a week. The first part of last week was good, but then I stopped doing anything and this week I’ve just been so whacked from the 11/12hr days at my new job that I’ve not bothered doing anything.

I’ll probably start getting used to the workload next week sometime so I’ll do some bodyweight stuff and then probably get back to doing some weights again the week after.

Until next time…