Eka, I am sorry...

This summer, when I was living in Georgia I went once to a swimming pool with Maka and Eka. They are twin sisters and they are two of the seven people I met in Tbilisi. Yes, i am not very social when I am abroad.

Maka and Eka are very sporty. They have been swimming for ages, they even knew the staff from the sport club by name.

After swimming for over 5 minutes that day, I had to take a break and went to the club's veranda and placed my pale body on a laying chair under the shadow. As usual, when I am on my bath trunks, I was a little bit ashamed of my body – mainly because all the people round had work-out bodies. And there were a lot of them; but I think this is usual in sport clubs.

When complaining about my couch-potato silhouette, Eka told me that I had potential to look better. She told me that if I worked out for some weeks, instead of a funny belly, I could be the proud owner of a six-pack. I was so motivated, that I promised her and myself to work out to transform my jelly-bean-belly into an iron monster. Deadline: November 14th, 2012. That way the date of my 34th birthday...

I do pilates every Tuesday and last week I was highly motivated to accomplish my goal. I worked out hard that day and truly hoped to reach my dream: Celebrating my birthday with a titanium abdomen. I really felt like I could make it.

I am 34 years old and two days. I just had two huge plates of magnificent gnocchi, I am drinking my 5th glass of wine and I have been sitting in front of th ecomputer for the last two hours. Eka, I am sorry...



P.S. I thought of adding a pic of my tummy, but after five seconds of reflection, I decided not to provoke you unwanted nightmares

The return of The Manster OR the pfirsich-melba situation

If you live in Innsbruck you surely know the „Pfirsich-Melba“ yoghurt from Tirol Milch. If not, let me tell you it is the only sweet yoghurt I like. As a child I always said I did not like yoghurt and I still remember the last time I tried it. It was a strawberry one from danone which I completely disliked. We were living with our grandparents back then, so I was maybe 8 years old or.

Last year in summer I tried the Pfirsich-Melba (Peach and Raspberry) and I was very sceptical about it, but she told me that this yoghurt was special; and indeed it is. This one lacks the sour taste of milk (I also don't like butter milk).

Some weeks ago, I was on my desk having a Pfirsich-Melba just before lunch and my mouth started to produce lots of saliva. I really felt like drinking pure lemon juice (when we Mexicans see lemon juice our mouth start to water), but it was quite strange: Salivating so by having yoghurt in my mouth. I thought to myself “This yoghurt is very good, but come on! Why am I salivating so much?”

My working colleagues came for lunch some minutes after that and while eating, I started to feel strange, my left cheek started to feel warm and I kept on salivating. Then, I got my little mirror from the desk drawer (I know it is very gay to keep a small mirror in your drawer...) and I did not see Oscar reflected I saw the Manster...

Are you know wondering what a manster is? Are you wondering how a manster looks like?

...The manster is a creature which is half man, half hamster. People turn into mansters when they have a salivary gland problem becasue of eating Pfirsich-melba when there is full-moon.

Here is the proof that on October the 10th 2012, I, Oscar Germes, a normal guy from Mexico...turned in to a Manster!!!