It's Friday again and I'm off work...again. This one has been booked for weeks and despite having last Friday off, I was reluctant to give this one up so here I am. Monday was a bit of a train wreck but the rest of the working week wasn't bad at all.
On Wednesday, I left my desk to get the millionth coffee of the day and returned to find a small white feather on my chair, wonderful. I can imagine a certain someone laughing her socks off, (do you think they still wear socks?) at my amazement and I can't wait to see where she plants one next.
The girls in work have been talking non stop about Jillian Michaels (Biggest Loser US trainer,) 30 Day Shred DVD all week. Someones friend of a friend of a friends dog walker did it and went from a UK14 to a 10 in yep...30 days. Needless to say, everyone is ordering it. The workout is in three stages starting with stage one of course and getting progressively more difficult as you would expect. I decided that to lose so much in 30 days it must be a killer but I was wrong. I found stage one on YouTube and had a go. I was dreading the squats as I loath squats but it was the press ups that got me, each stage is only 20 minutes long by the way and had it not been for my string bean-esque arms shaking and hurting so much I would have made it through the twenty minutes. As it was, I bailed after 7 minutes. Next morning, I could feel it in my tush and legs a little and arms and shoulders a LOT, I could even feel it lifting my coffee cup! Pathetic I know, still, once the shoulders have come back to life, I'm going to build it into my routine, even if I only stick with the 7 minutes it's still 7 minutes more than now.
Slept great last night, woke early but could have actually turned over and slipped back into the arms of Morpheus for once but... I made myself get up and jog for an hour, felt great by the way then had coffee and a hot cross bun while I watched this woman doing Pilates on TV, she had the most incredibly long and streamlined limbs I've ever seen, note to self; get back to Pilates, you've been gone too long.
I'm still in the winter coat, woolly hat, itchy scarf and crepe soled heavy duty boots I wore when we were knee deep in snow. It is getting milder but it's still cold!
Still eating like a five year old left to their own devices. Had a blinding headache yesterday, the type were you can't see properly and couldn't decide if it was the lighting or caffeine or chocolate induced, either way, I really need to get a grip.
Filter coffee is no more, I'm off to recycle then home to iron, take pics for LH and maybe even garden a little. Love you x
In honour of Red Nose Day, I thought I'd share a one of my childhood favourites which seems to have stood the test of time. I love all the backstage gossip and apparently, Eric, the consummate professional, workaholic worrier was horrified that "Mr Preview" could not make rehearsals and instead just turned up on the day. "Mr Preview" got the joke from the start and acted out the sketch perfectly and brilliantly. I don't know how the three of them kept their faces straight but keep an eye on the orchestra.
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