Well, not really, I’m sure its just unused muscles…. But I blame my latest exercise ‘journey’. I like the word journey. Implies there’s a destination. It might be tomorrow, thanks to protesting muscles, or it might be when I die, which could also be tomorrow thanks to protesting muscles. Either way, I hurt. I like the motivation from D2 but I don’t see him dencorubbing what could potentially be sore bum muscles too! I may yet claim shoulders though… Be warned…
As for this exercise melarky, immediately after, it DOES feel good. Wednesday night, I slept better than I have in months! But last night, patchy. I guess I’d better just keep fighting the good fight!
So this circuit I’ve been doing, I used a brilliant little app called Runkeeper and turns out my times were awful (in my defence I did stop for 10 minutes to chat to D’s mum) and the distance was 7.44km. I think that’s a pretty good effort to be walking daily! If at least a couple of kg doesn’t melt away soon I will be most upset. I would happily compromise with a dress size, however.
This, is me. What can I say? I cook, I eat… My Italian blood screams forth.
Today I also received some more mail for D. This time it wasn’t bad news! Looks like at least one superannuation is going to make sorting his super out relatively simple. Then once its in I can pay his parents back for some funeral expenses. Yay!
For now… A summary: pain, food, pain because of food, pain, slight endorphic high, more pain, superannuation semi-success. Oh and an amusing story about a tap mishap at work from T. Totes made me LOL (that was just for the cringe!).
Well… It’s another day. I got to work, got a cheque in the mail for D, sucked it up like the trooper that I pretend to be, had a Hairy Lemon (quite delicious, check the link – they’ll even send you a sample!), and then was offered coffee and a waffle. BLISS!
I then decided that some good advice from lots of people, and a kick up the backside from another D (lets call him D2), to write this blog. I’m not a writer, nor do I pretend to be. I left that to my frustratingly brilliant partner, but alas, he is no longer here to push me into things I should be doing. Thank goodness for everyone who knew him and continue to channel him (still not sure I like it, but thanks! I think…).
So, another round of the welling of the eyes that I so do not enjoy and I will move on!
For those that might need to see my coffee… yum! hazelnut latte and a blueberry waffle (waffle already devoured. my bad)
For now, I guess, adiós amigos and back to work. I’m sure I’ll be around someplace, lurking. Just like D watching out for my many grammatical errors.