It was a fairly quiet fathers day; Mark doesn't like a fuss. But I didn't want to spend all day vegging either. What with me wrapping up the CD in readiness for it airing on 30th June I really needed to get out of this, what feels like, stinking pit hole (lol - cabin fever springs to mind).
Here is the new front cover (click on the image to see it bigger!)So I said to Mark that we were, no matter what, going to the seaside for fish and chips/dog walk/fresh air etc and Mark piped up "erm and a spot of geocaching?". Groan, how could I say no?
Before we ventured over to Southport, Mark coated the garden swing with varnish and Belle eeked out the remainder of her jammy time (she spent all day in them yesterday, bathed last night and fresh jammies again - I don't let her stink out the house, you know!). Me? I went on the treadmill again. Having bought an audio book yest I thought I'd sync my Nike plus through the iPhone and listen to the book whilst training to beat the hideous boredom. Erm, fatal flaw iPhone, you apple mac dumbos. I discovered that you can't use Nike plus and listen to a book at the same time. You can only listen to music. Apple=fail - AGAIN. Anyway, my training consists of walking to run. Ive set my goal to 45 minutes a day on a "fast pace walk" until my shins get used to the load before I break into a run. I used to run a LOT in my youth. I had to, I was in the RAF and had to have a certain degree of fitness about me. I so want to recapture that vitality and shape up into the bargain. And if Donna and Cathy can do it, so can I. Only Im not so scrapbooky cool as they plus Ive got a lot of wobble to trim up.
Ive had great fun selecting my fave running tracks to keep me motivated to stave off boredom by staring at a bare brick wall in the utility area of my garage. And with my amazing Koss headphones I can get great volume from the iPhone that you can't get with those ridiculous bud earphones you get with iPods (I think they feel like stuffing stale donuts in your ears - really painful and not at all comfy). I managed 40 minutes before a blister on my heel threaten to burst and drown the whole of lancashire. It's MASSIVE. Well, it was until I had to seep it later this afternoon which made me gag in one way and yet satisfied in the same breath. In fact, I am looking at it now and it needs another seep before I go to bed **insert menacing laughter here** After a shower and a loooooooooong drink, that overwhelming feeling of satisfaction came over me and I felt so good that Ive started exercising again.
Look, a flush of "wow, im back in the zone" - ignore freaky squinty right eye; I try to!I hope I can keep it up as my 40th birthday looms and I want to wear a party dress for the occasion.
So, sunny southport? Ellie was looking especially curly and angelic today. We had loooong conversations whilst Mark went hunting in undergrowths and hedgerows looking for those blasted boxes shoved in all sorts of contraptions that stashed his clues. Ellie blurted out these amazing animals facts (as usual) and we discussed dog breeds as each one passed us on our walk. We talked about the ducklings we saw in the pond and how much their baby fur looked like JJ's hair (!!) and all sorts of wonderful things that splurge out of my girls head. And then said to me, quite out of the blue "Mum, I think I have that thing you are talking about". "oh, really?" I said. She didn't expand and I didn't enquire further. I think she knows its on my mind and I know its on hers. I want her to talk to me about it so I know she is comfortable about it and when we hit the doctors tomorrow, I hope she feels able to ask some questions. That way we can gauge her feelings on the matter in full. I just don't to push all these feelings too much until we are fully aware of the facts. Mark and I were really surprised when she blurted that out, you know. Maybe she is convinced, herself.
On the way home we had fish and chips (and we cannibalised Eddy by giving him a sausage). Its been a really nice day and im going to finish it by popping that refilled blister and squirting the juice all over the bathroom, for fun.