Hello Sweetie, before I forget, can we go kayaking again on my next visit? I know I gave you a fright when I disappeared temporarily around that bend, but if you forget about that, slight, heart stopping moment, and me getting caught in a bush by my hair, it was so amazing! I felt like I was in Jurassic Park, everything was so big, unspoilt and quiet, and like a dinosaur may appear at any moment. Can't wait to do it again.
Did you read about the Japanese Tsunami dog? A dog has survived three weeks at sea and been found alive and well, if a little traumatised. The dog was in his owners house which had floated out to sea, sadly, no other survivors where found. You can't help but wonder about the dog's owners, I hope they made it. If that dog could speak; what a tale he could tell.
I'm totally addicted to "Nothing to Declare," just watched an episode in which 40 reptiles and lizards were being smuggled out of Oz, poor little buggers were cooped up in socks and while I'm not a lover of such, I felt so sorry for them and for what they'd been through. Sadly, only half survived. How can people do such things? The Shingleback lizard of which I'm now acquainted with, has quite a cute face...for a lizard.
I know that you're dying to know if my bum survived the Tracy Anderson workout. Having attempted the Tracy Anderson cardio DVD, for which you need a degree in dance-ology and a rather large room in which to spin out of control in without doing too much damage, I wasn't sure how I was going to fair. I was however pleasantly surprised, you don't have to be a qualified contortionist or have muscles like Madonna to do the moves and Tracy was very encouraging throughout. You're on your hands and knees for most of the time as if you're going to do a mini press-up then lift one leg at a time into various moves, you're not just working the butt and thighs but the arms, abs and shoulders too. I was quite impressed with myself, I managed 15 - 20 reps of each move, (Tracy does 30.) My form wasn't fabulous but then neither is my butt...yet. As I gazed south throughout the workout to check on my form, was leg higher than hip etc, it wasn't a pretty view but hey, plenty of time to improve. I can feel it a bit in the derriere this morning but also in my thighs, supporting leg takes a bit of a battering, in my shoulders and in that bit between shoulders and neck, but in a good way like after a workout not in a, "dear heaven make it stop" way.
I ran for an hour this morning, it was great although really should invest in a new sports bra. The two I have are eons old, one is like armour plating and the other one can stand up by itself... without me in it.
Did a few stretches with happy yoga man on tv, (Eoin Finn,) post running and ended with a shoulder stand, haven't done one of those since my last Pilates class which was ages ago!
Burnt knuckle on oven yesterday, pretty good for me, it's at least a week since I last burned a digit, running it under cold water and my trusty Elastoplast burn spray did the trick and it's not too bad today.
I was standing in line to buy a lottery ticket yesterday when I got that unmistakable feeling of a tiny human wrapping himself around my leg. It was so cute, Mummy behind asked if he thought that was Mummy and he really should look before he wraps himself around a wayward leg. I said "Hello!" but he just looked like, "who the hell are you?" Cute moment though, for me, toddler maybe scarred for life.
Watched the most of "Crocodile Dundee in Los Angeles" yesterday, dear Lord, what a waste of time that was. Possibly the worst film ever made, and I say that with affection. I remember a very long time ago, absolutely no idea what show but Paul Hogan was doing a piece on how the first few slices of bread in an already opened loaf, where utterly poisonous, (he was right incidentally.) Love Paul Hogan but gee, this was bad.
It is of course Mother's Day over here and so, I can't help but think of mine. Not going to wallow here but one of my favourite memories of Mum is very blurry. You know when you laugh so hard your eyes well up? Mum and I were in the kitchen, creating separately, but together. After a misunderstanding over who was doing what, we were laughing so hard, I was crying, but through those blurry eyes, I could still see that wide and bright smile and scrunched up, loving eyes. Can't help but think she was seeing the exact same thing reflected back at her.
This afternoon I need to tidy then I have a date with Bondi's finest while I catch up on chores. Working from home tomorrow but not without coffee first so you may get more ramblings very soon. Happy Mother's Day x
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