I started doing Zombie’s, Run! again. Why? Because I’m shockingly out of shape. I imagine myself running from a shambling heard across a vacant parking lot or field. The distance increases and I start to feel triumphant. Eventually, and by that I mean like 30 seconds, I start to tire and slow. They don’t. I […]
This isn’t about how I saw some obese person in the mall and thought to myself, “I’d never want a fat person in my apocalypse party because they’ll ruin everything. No, this is about me being a chunk monster and realizing that I’m at a huge disadvantage and might want to either do something about […]
Regular readers will know Jamie, as he’s one of our most prolific commenters. Based on that, I assumed he had enough time to send us a guest post on Training for the Zombie Apocalypse… and he did! The zombie survival workout – 4 workouts you need to not get eaten The Buddhists say that your […]
If you’re a regular reader of this blog, you know by now I’m into apocalypse training. Most people would call it a fitness regime, but for me it is most definitely about not being too fat, too slow, too weak to survive. To that end, I have made a decision. At least once a week, […]
Part game, part fitness training, Zombies, Run! is the absolute BEST way I’ve seen to get yourself zombie fit. And it also may be the thing that finally makes me buy an android or an iPhone (that I can’t afford), so I hope the maker is fucking happy. Effectively, Zombies, Run! is an audio game […]
Yesterday I went on a long walk with my husband, practicing for the apocalypse. We packed long-dated, easily eaten things and we hunted-gathered while we were there, picking up freshly fallen hazel nuts and eating them along the way. The problem came on the way home. I was so exhausted my eyes were closing of […]
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Recently I spent a good proportion of a day in a dark, smoky room, confused by loud noise while other people snuck around and tried to shoot me. What on earth was I doing? I was playing Quasar with some friends, and it struck me that this was remarkably good practice for the end times. […]
I realised that I am too unfit to survive in a post-apocalyptic world. Surviving the apocalypse itself is down to luck, but surviving the world afterwards? I get out of breath walking up stairs. That’s not going to help me run from rabid, scientifically-enhanced badgers.