Agulletes / Stiff

Molt bones a tothom.

Mare de Déu quin dolor!!!! Perquè no em va avisar ningú que si començava a fer exercici amb tan d'impetu l'endemà no em podria moure?
Estic que no serveixo per res. Ahir quan us vaig deixar vaig fer una altra sessió del pla "Posa't en forma amb la Nadie", i quan el meu compi de pis va tornar em va veure que feia peses. Ell ja em va adveritr "Ai demà Nadie". Però jo no el vaig entendre, vaig pensar "Ai demà, què? Demà tornem-hi!". Però no, avui no hi tornarem... Em fan mal totes les juntures, tinc dolor a parts del meu cos que no sabia ni que existissin... Si això ha de ser cada dia igual prefereixo estar gordi.
Avui no em podia llevar, només cal que veieu la foto, i el meu compi m'ha dit: "Què Nadie, que tens agulletes?". Jo no sabia ni què eren les agulletes, així que ell m'ho ha explicat, i ho he pogut entendre tot. Em fan mal fins i tots les ungles mentre estic escrivint a l'ordinador.
Així que avui, en lloc de sessió de gimnàstica, he decidit seguir millorant les tècniques de cacera per si vénen els temps difícils, no us perdeu el video.



Ui, timbre!!!! Us deixo, però avui més a poc a poc que em fa mal tot.

Petonets a totes i tots.


Hello everybody!

My God, what a terrible pain!!! Why nobody told me yesterday that if I started my exercise program with such a high intensity, today I could not move my body?
Today I can not do anything. Yesterday, after I wrote on the blog, I made another session of my program "Being fit with Nadie". Then my flatmate came back home and he saw me doing weight-training. He alerted me "Tomorrow will be terrible Nadie". I could not understand his words. " Tomorrow terrible? Why? Tomorrow I will do more exercise!", I thought. But not, today I will not move my body... I have a pain in all my joints, I have pain in some parts of my body that I didn't know about their existence... If everyday will be the same maybe I prefer to be fatty...
Today I couldn't get up (see the photo above), and my flatmate told me "Nadie, are you stiff?". I didn't know about the meaning of "stiff", but he explained it to me so now I can understand all. Even my nails when I am writing on the laptop are painful.
So today, instead of doing my fitness session, I have decided to improve my hunting skills, in the case that the difficult times come (see the video above).

Ouh buzzer!!! I leave you now, but slower than usual... because of the pain!

Kisses to everybody.

En forma! / My fitness program

Molt bon dia a tothom!

Esteu tots bé? Espero que sí.

Després de que ahir el meu compi em comentés que estava "gordi" no he pogut dormir. Ahir us vaig explicar el meu propòsit de fer dieta a partir de la setmana que vé, però he decidit d'avançar l'assunto, o sigui que avui mateix he començat a posar-me en forma.
En lloc de menjar-me l'esmorzar (cosa que ja sé que em suposarà una bronca), m'he esta mirant uns videos de la Jane Fonda que he trobat a internet (força interessants per cert, sembla mentida que una senyora tan gran pugui estar tant en forma) i n'he tret unes quantes idees per muntar-me la meva pròpia sessió de gimnàstica.
Més avall trobareu unes fotos amb els exercicis que he començat a fer, espero que això sigui suficient per deixar de ser "gordi".

Vaig a fer una segona sessió abans de que el meu compi torni.
Petonets a totes i tots.

Good morning to everybody!

Everything is going well? I hope so.

Last night I could not sleep. After my flatmate told me yesterday that I am getting fatty I am shocked. Yesterday I explained to you my resolution for next week: more exercise and be on a diet. But seeing my very big suffering I have decided to start my "getting fit" program from today.
Instead of eating my breakfast (I already know that my flatmate will get angry for it), I have been seeing some Jane Fonda's videos on the internet (by the way, very interesting ones, it's amazing that such an old woman can be so fit), and I have got some nice ideas to design my own exercise program.
You will find some photos of my training program below. I hope that it will be enough to reduce my weight.

I will make some exercise again, before my flatmate come back home.
Kisses to everybody.

EN FORMA AMB LA NADIE. 5 PASSES CAP A L'ÈXIT
BEING FIT WITH NADIE: 5 STEPS TO SUCCESS

Escollir el material adequat
Choose the right clothes




Exercici 1: escalfament i estiraments
Exercise 1: warm up and stretching








Exercici 2: carrera
Exercise 2: running




Exercici 3: salts
Exercise 3: jumping

















Exercici 4: treball de cintura
Exercise 4: waist training




Exercici 5: peses
Exercise 5: weight training

Gordi / Fatty

Molt bon dia a totes i tots.

Com esteu? Tots bé? Espero que sí.

Jo he tornat a casa fa poquet, aquest matí he anat d'excursió a casa els avis, una altra excursió NO prevista en la meva agenda. Hauré de parlar amb la meva secretària de tota aquesta desorganització.

Avui estic preocupada pel Senyor Noir. No sé què li passa, i no m'ho ha volgut explicar, "coses meves" m'ha dit, "tu no et preocupis pitufa". Però jo sí que estic preocupada. El Senyor Noir només ha volgut jugar amb mi una miqueta (no us perdeu el video), i després s'ha estirat, semblava estar nerviós i com si tingués por d'alguna cosa... Espero que es recuperi aviat.

La veritat és que ahir a la nit jo també estava molt nerviosa, i mentre el meu compi dormia... millor veieu la foto, no cal explicar gaires detalls...

Per cert, creieu que m'he engreixat? Avui el meu compi m'ha dit "Nadie, a partir d'avui caminarem més, estás gordi". "Com que estic gordi??? Jo no estic gordi, el que passa és que he crescut una miqueta", he pensat. O potser sí que estic gordi... hauré de fer règim... però a partir de la setmana que vé, vale?

Ui timbre, us deixo!

Petonets a totes i tots.

Good morning to everybody!

Everything is going well? I hope so...

I came back home few minutes ago, this morning I went for a trip to my grandparents house, another NON-scheduled trip on my diary. I will talk to my secretary about this lack of organization.

Today I am very worried about Sir Noir. I don't know what happen to him, and he didn't want to explain it to me, "private matters" he told me, "you don't have to be worried smurf". But I am really worried about him. Sir Noir only wanted to play with me for a little while (find the exclusive video above), and after it he has been laying on the floor. He seemed to be scared... I hope he will get well very soon.

The truth is that last night I was very nervous too, and while my flatmate was sleeping... is better to see the picture above, no explanation needed...

By the way: do you think that I have increased my weight? Today my flatmate told me "Nadie, from today we will walk longer everyday, you are getting fatty". "Fatty??? I am not fatty, simply I grew up". But maybe is true that I am getting fatty... I will have to be on a diet... but from next week, ok?

Ouh buzzer, I leave you now.

Kisses to everybody.

Cacera / Hunting

Bon dia a tothooom!

Perdó pel retràs d'avui,el meu compi ha sortit a córrer molt tard, em sembla que tenia ganes de que li toqués el sol.

Avui us vull explicar que estic millorant les meves tècniques de cacera. Tot va començar ahir: jo no em vaig acabar l'esmorzar (les meves boletes amb llet), no tenia massa gana i vaig pensar "Nadie, a la nit et donarà arròs amb pollastre, o sigui que no cal que t'ho acabis tot". I no m'ho vaig acabar. Llavors el meu compi em va dir: "Nadie, això no pot ser, jo no puc tirar el menjar, pensa que hi ha gossets que no tenen menjar. A més, amb tot això de la crisi potser no en podrem comprar de menjar". Em vaig espantar i se'm van encendre totes les alarmes. El Senyor Trist tenia raó amb tota aquella història de la crisi... i si no podem comprar més menjar????. Veient el possible panorama he decidit de posar-me les piles i començar a practicar les meves tècniques de cacera, per si hagués de buscar-me el menjar pel carrer. Us poso un video per a que pugueu veure els meus progressos.
Per cert, el juguet amb el que faig les pràctiques és el que em van portar el Reis a casa dels avis, a que és guai?



Ei timbre!!!! Us deixo.

Petonets a totes i tots.

Good morning to everybodyyyy!

I am sorry for the delay, but my flatmate went out for running very late today, I think he wanted to enjoy the sunshine.

Today I would like to explain to you that I am improving my hunting skills. Eevrything started yesterday: I did not eat all my breakfast (my dog-food with milk), I was not hungry so I thought: "Nadie, it is not necessary to eat all. In anyway at night he will give you chicken and rice". So I decided to not eat all my food. Then he lookes to me very seriously and he told me: "Nadie, I can not throw away the food. You should think that there so many dogs that they have nothing to eat. And think about the crisis, maybe we will can not buy food in the future". I was scared. Mister Sad was right when he was talking about the crisis... And if we can not buy food again???. Thinking about the possible disaster I have started to improve my hunting skills, in the case that I had to find my food on the street. I have recorded a video of my training (find it above).
By the way, the toy that I am using for my training is the present that I received from the Three Kings at my grandparents house. It is really nice, isn't it?

Buzzer!!!! I leave you now.

Kisses to everybody.

L'engany / The trick

Hola a tots!

Avui com veieu semblo una marahà, estic passant la tarda de diumenge a casa.

Aquest matí he sigut víctima d'un engany. El meu company de pis m'ha traït. Ha sortit a córrer com de costum, després m'ha donat l'esmorzar, i una estoneta després he vist que preparava les coses per sortir, però no semblava que anés a sortir sol, sinó que semblava que jo l'hauria d'acompanyar. La veritat és que avui em feia peresa sortir, a fora feia sol però semblava que fes fred, i al menjador de casa hi estava molt calentoneta. Així que quan he vist que em venia a agafar m'he amagat sota la taula del menjador, és l'únic lloc on no em pot agafar perquè si s'agenolla per agafar-me jo surto per l'altre costat. Però en lloc d'agafar-me, ha agafat el burret com si volgués jugar, així que he sortit de sota la taula. "Falsa alarma", he pensat, "avui jugarem". Gran error. Quan me n'he adonat ja estava sobre la taula amb la corretja posada. M'ha dit, "va Nadie, que hem quedat amb l'àvia i el Noir". "Com que HEM quedat? Que sàpiga jo no he quedat amb ningú" he pensat. Almenys ha tingut la decència de no posar-me el jerseiet, l'odio. Però es veu que sí que havia quedat. Hem sortit al carrer, feia solet, i al cap d'una estoneta ens hem trobat l'àvia i el Senyor Noir. Després hem anat junts a casa els avis, he jugat una estona amb el Senyor Noir però ell semblava estar molt cansat avui, i també he jugat amb l'avi. Hauria d'explicar a l'avi que a mi m'agrada molt jugar, però no tinc sentit de l'humor i no entenc les bromes. Després hem tornat a casa, i fins ara, descans.

Timbre!!! Ale, que passeu un bon diumenge!

Petonets a totes i tots.

Hello to everybody!

Today, as you can see, I seem a majaraha, I am spending the sunday evening at home.

This morning I have been tricked. My flatmate has betrayed me. He went out for running as usual, after he came back he gave my the breakfast, and some minutes later I saw him preparing all things for going out again, but it seemed that his intention was to not go out alone, maybe I should go with him. The truth is that today I didn't feel like going out, outside it was sunny but it seemed to be cold too, and in the living room I was very warm. So I hide under the table, is the safest place for me, because he can not take me on his arms, because if he try to reach me, I can run away through the other side. But instead of trying to keep me, he kept the donkey like if he wanted to play. "Fake alarm", I thought, "today we will play!". Great mistake. When I have realized of it I was already on the table, and wearing the leash. He told me "come on Nadie, today we have a date with Noir and grandma" "How? From my memory I have a date with nobody today". At least he didn't put on me the sweater, I really hate it. We went out, outside it was very sunny, and few minutes after we met Sir Noir and grandma (Did I really have a date???). We went together to their house, and Sir Noir and I were playing for a while, but today Sir Noir seemed to be very tired, so I played with my grandpa. I should explain to grandpa that I really like playing, but I have no sense of humor so I can not understand his jokes. After all we came back home, and I have been taking a rest until now.

Buzzer!!! Have a nice weekend!

Kisses to everybody.

Misèria? / Misery?

Hola, hola, hola!

Com esteu? Espero que tots bé.

Ahir hi va haver unes declaracions conflictives per part de la tieta Judit, que esperava que fossin rectificades, però lluny d'això, s'ha reafirmat en la seva conducta errònia, justificant els seus insults amb la definició de "misèria" que apareix a l'enciclopèdia catalana: "cosa de poc valor, quantitat molt petita i insuficient d'alguna cosa". Doncs bé tieta Judit, sàpigues que t'ofegues en els teus propis raonaments. Primer, de poc valor res de res, i insuficient encara menys, perquè sembla que per a tu, més que insuficient sóc MÉS que suficient. A més, sembla que a tu totes les coses que deus considerar misèries et compliquen bastant la vida, les teves pedres del ronyó per exemple, perquè mira que són petites i de poc valor però insuficients no ho semblen. A més, pensa que tu em veus a mi des del teu punt de vista, i el teu volum és MOLT més gran que no pas el meu, així que és normal que em vegis petita, però no ho confonguis amb insuficient, o sigui que de misèria, res. Per tant, seguiré esperant la rectificació al teu blog.

Per cert, no estic ofesa, jo vaig dir que estava trista i enfadada, però no ofesa. I és veriat que les veritats ofenen, però també que no ofèn qui vol sinó qui pot.

Parlant de coses meves, avui he anat a casa els avis, a veure al Senyor Noir. Estava tan atractiu com sempre. Hem jugat una bona estona, us he gravat un video, espero que us agradi.

Ui timbre, us deixo!

Petonets a totes i tots.

Hello, hello, hello!

How are you? I hope everything is going well.

Yesterday aunt Judit made a very controversial statement about me. I really hoped that today she would correct herself, but instead of this, she has tried to justify her mistake using the definition of "misery" that appears on the Catalan Enciclopedy: "something of low value, small and insufficient amount". Ok aunt Judit, you are drowing in your own reasoning. First of all, my value is not low, and it seems that more than insufficient for you I am OVER-sufficient. And more, it seems that all things that you may think that they are "misery", they make your life more complicated, for example the stones of your kidney because they are very small and their value is very low, but they seems to not be insufficient. And please, think that you see me very small because you are VERY big, so it is normal that you think that I am small, but do not mistake, I am not insufficient, so I am not a "misery". I will be waiting for your apologies.

By the way, I didn't take offense, I told that I am sad and angry. And it is true that the truth can offend, but is also true that doesn't offend who want, but who can.

Talking about my things, today I have gone to my grandparents house, I wanted to meet Sir Noir. He was so handsome as always. We have been playing for a while, I have recorded a video, I hope you will enjoy it (find it above).

Ouh, buzzer! I leave you now.

Kisses to everybody.

Protesta / Complain

Bon dia a tothom.

Avui només escriuré per fer una protesta.

Estic molt trista i enfadada. Sí, molt enfadada amb la tieta Judit. Sí, sí, amb tu tieta Judit, no cal que miris amb aquesta cara.

Avui he mirat el blog de la tieta Judit per saber què fan i com estan els meus cosinets, i quan estava llegint... oh trista sorpresa. He pogut llegit insults explícits dirigits a mi. Us cito textualment les seves paraules amb què la tieta Judit es dirigeix a mi: "misèria de gooseta". Això és intolerable. Fins ara havia aguantat que em digués rata i altres coses a nivell familiar però això d'insultar-me públicament és inadmissible. A partir d'avui i fins que no hi hagi una rectificació oficial al seu blog, declaro la tieta Judit persona non-grata al meu blog.

Petonets a totes i tots.

Good morning to everybody.

Today I will write just to make a complain.

I am very sad and angry. Yes, very angry with aunt Judit. Yes, yes, with you aunt Judit, it is not necessary that you look to me with such a surprised face.

Today I have read aunt Judit's blog, because I wanted to know how are my cousins, and while I was reading... sad surprise. I could read explicit insults to me. Speaking in her own words, she talks about me in these meaning: "paltry amount of dog". This is intolerable. Until now I have tolerated that she called me rat and other things in family circles, but a public abuse is unacceptable. From now and until she does not express her apologies to me in her blog, I declare aunt Judit as a non-welcomed person to this blog.

Kisses to everybody.