Last Thursday I finished up my work in good time and because I was feeling tired and lacklustre, decided to take the afternoon off. Not to mention that I needed to buy a few birthday presents. I arranged to meet Andy in town for a coffee and because I was running late I didn't double check my car parking receipt (I'd paid the £2.50 fee for two hours but the machine obviously didn't swallow my 50p) so I came back an hour late to find a parking ticket for £50 on my windscreen. The so called silver lining? If I pay it within 14 days the fee is halved. That little trip to purchase a few items cost me more than I'd planned. It was my own fault so I will just pay it and forget it. What can you do eh? (Don't even get me started on how I think its ridiculous that you have to pay to park at the shopping centre in the first place as we aren't even a major metropolis).
After shopping I headed to the gym. As I was coming out of the bathroom stall and walking back up to the lockers, there was a tall, dark haired woman in a bathing suit ambling in front of me. Or should I say shuffling very slowly. The way she was walking reminded me of a walker from The Walking Dead; The whole thing was kind of eerie as we were the only ones in the changing room. As I passed her and ducked into a changing stall I hesitated prior to glancing at her only to see she had a regular face and smiled at me as I closed the door. I sighed and told myself I watch way, way too much crap television. Or it could just have been my subconscious gearing up in anticipation for the start of the second half of Season 2 Friday night. Perhaps I should veer away from the show Grimm before I even start?
Either way, I took myself straight into the spin room and proceeded to cycle my arse off for 45 minutes. Nothing better than a spin class for one - I was in charge of the music and the pace; yet don't think I went easy on myself as I managed 19 miles in those 45 minutes. I managed to get in a great work out as well on Saturday afternoon which incorporated TRX, something I've been avoiding for awhile. My arms are still screaming at me today, but it's the type of pain I can cope with and that actually feels good in a strange kind of way. I reckon if I can stick to a TRX routine, my arms should see better definition in a few months time (I work my legs as well, but I'm generally happy with the shape they are in).
I don't know about you, but I always feel so much better when I incorporate exercise into my routine throughout the week.
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Monday, February 20, 2012
Monday, February 13, 2012
Party Girls
I have to concede that I'm being a negligent blogger again. I signed in to do this post and thought to myself that it's been an awfully long time since I've even been here. Not only have I not been blogging, I haven't even been reading many blogs in recent weeks, which isn't like me at all. So apart from my sister's blog, I think I'm going to be spending a little while in the very near future catching up with you all, especially now that I have my laptop back. It was on loan to a friend and not having it on hand in the evenings is a good reason for why I haven't been online as much as I normally am, however it's not the only one. The main reason would be that work has been incredibly busy this year; I usually have a spare moment here and there to catch up a few things, but honestly I've been swamped and at lunch time I'm either running errands or just taking a break from the computer. And come bed time? I spend so much time looking at the boards on Pinterest, I only took the time late last week to set myself up an account. It really is an amazing site, check it out if you haven't already.
I have had loads going on as well (which isn't as inclusive of the gym as I've hoped, but I'm working on it; 15 miles on Saturday wasn't too shabby) that I'm looking forward to sharing with you when I have a bit of extra time.
The end of January saw the celebration of my birthday in the old Jody style from years ago (meaning I let myself get outrageously inebriated); I thought I'd left that girl well behind but she reared her silly head again. One thing I learned on the eve of my 39th birthday: wine is to be consumed as a enjoyable drink only. It is not meant for nights out, unless of course the limit is three.
The first weekend in February brought with it Daisy and her parents for a family celebration in honour of her 1st birthday. Scott and Ali had a big party full of kids and noise this past Saturday that was successful; thankfully they understood that we weren't able to be there for that one.
We have had a couple of minor snowfalls in the last ten days or so; although it's been pretty, it hasn't been thick so therefore the roads aren't such a nightmare this year.
And of course today this beautiful little girl turns two:
Looking gorgeous in her dress from Aunty Stacy
Ice-cream Birthday Cake :)
Her mom and dad (with a little help from friends and family) gave Clara a party that would please a twenty-two year old this past Saturday. With matching themed martini's for the adults, it was definitely the kind of children's party that is right up my alley. I can't wait to see what's coming for the milestone birthdays i.e. 16. Hopefully by then I will be living nearer and able to partake in the celebrations. Provided adults will still be welcome that is.
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