Cathleticism

Cute and Cuddly

Great to see lots of enthusiastic mew-comers to Islington this week. A big welcome to Patrick, Xavier, Kyle and Lynsey who all had really paw-sitive cat-titudes and pounced on the chance to do some good while getting fit.

Furry and Stroky

We started as is often the case with some alien circuits on the fields: squat jumps, lunges, star jumps and burpees were the evening's prescription. Tough stuff, but all performed meow-nificently. That set us up nicely for the uphill 3k trek to our task.

Meiow, meiow, meiow.

Following up on last week's journey to Caxton House we were back there this Monday to do a spot of clearing in the gardens. We split into two teams: one set about pruning overgrowth near the front of the building with long-handled secateurs while the other set about tidying up the paths near the planters that we painted last week (instructions from Sue were simple "there's nothing on the ground that can't be pulled up".)

As usual there was a quick paws for refreshments. This week there were special biscuits all the way from Land's End and Sue had supplied even more biscuits and water.

This box is so cool

We were also kept company by a very friendly kitteh who told us tails of being banished from the community centre thanks to allergies. We all felt very sorry and gave a nice stroke as she rolled around on the floor. She even tried to help with a bit of digging and got in four of the photos. On an unrelated note a poorly-written message was found later on suggesting that we start bringing chicken legs and fish instead of biscuits on future visits =^..^=

Following a tidy up, Sue said "thanks for helping meow-t" and took a group photo or two (with cat included of course).

Other People's Gardens

We were feline good so split into three groups for the journey back with a three-minute gap between each. But faster groups didn't get a mew-ment's rest. To fill the time we got involved with some side-stepping and other drills to keep the heart rates up. Heart rates were also raised by that blasted cat racing across the main road like a maniac then racing back again. Show off.

Sitting just out of reach

We finally finished the evening back at the pool with a stretch at a record-breaking 20.48. Next week's goal is to finish on time. It'll happen. Promise (it's paw-ssible I'm lion)

Oh, it's 3am? I'll just jump on your head

A big thanks to Sarah and Patrick for sticking around helping Simon search for his car key afterwards who are rewarded with free biscuits for life*

You want another hour in bed? I'm just gonna meiow relentlessly even though I'm fully fed

Steve was spied early on in the evening passing some contraband (we assume) Vegemite to Mark. This sparked the big question for the evening: Vegemite vs Marmite. There were a couple of votes for each, and then a couple for "Kiwi Marmite" (paw-lease!), but most people just agreed that they were both disgusting. Yup.

Oh yeah, I left a mutilated bird under your pillow

Con-cat-ulations to everybody on a job well done. I feel so fur-tunate to have led some a claw-some group (I grant that these puns aren't that claw-ver and purr-haps I should stop, but I find them hiss-terical). See you next week when we're going to Barnsbury Community Centre

Si