Wowzers. Yet another blog post where I start by wondering where the time has flown since I wrote the last one. It's been over a month since I wrote and I'm not really sure what I've been up to in that time. Hmmm. Life, I suppose. So here is a taster of what I've been up to.
One of the key things that has caught my interest recently is Pilates. I signed up for a beginners course at Charterhouse Club where I have a swimming membership and it took a while to get to the top of the waiting list. Seems as though it's quite a popular thing to do in these here parts. I really wasn't sure whether I was going to like it. My sister used to do it, but I always secretly thought it was a bit.... hippyish. And I'm not really into navel gazing if I'm honest. But I felt that I needed to strengthen my core and I thought I may as well give it a go. Guess what? I LOVE it. It's really great for taking back control of yourself and I've left each session feeling wonderful. And then the next day I feel a bit ropey because my muscles are singing. I'm definitely continuing with this and have already done a class since the course is finished.
I've had a birthday as well - I'm now a grand old lady at 34 years of age. I now feel perfectly justified in listening to Radio 2 (and Radio 3) (and Radio 4) and tutting loudly when the youngsters at the office talk about their weekend shenanigans. Soon I expect that I shall start muttering about how everything was different when I was a lass, when all of this was fields you know. Very much looking forward to that.
In other birthday related news, I had an epic failure when attempting to put together one of my presents. I had asked for a shoe cabinet to store my shoes in (obviously) and my parents very kindly bought one for me. Bless them. Now I'm usually the queen of flatpack furniture, but this was beyond me. I followed the instructions to the letter, but for some reason the top drawer would not open and close smoothly. On the verge of clubbing the damn thing to death with a hammer, I decided that there was only one thing to do and I rang my dad. A few days later I came home from work to discover an empty space where the cabinet had spent the past few days mocking me from the corner of the living room. I'm hopeful that at some point the cabinet will be returned to me in full working order. Either that or Dad will use his superior manly strength to more efficiently club it death with a hammer.
I guess the last bit of news should be about the things that I had given up for Lent. Well I'm happy to confirm that I have not eaten any crisps or savoury snacks. Nor have I eaten any chocolate or sweets. I have however given in and had some fizzy drinks. Well you can't do everything at once, and I've reduced my intake on those. The great news is that I've dropped about 10lbs over the past forty-whatever days without significantly increasing my activity levels, so I feel that this has been an enormous success. I am looking forward to eating these foods on Sunday (crisps in particular), but now that I've broken the habit of eating them so much, I'm going to sensibly reintroduce them as part of a more balanced diet, rather than filling my bath with crisps, rolling around in them for a bit and then eating them all, which was the original plan.
But before I eat any of those things on Sunday, I will earn them by doing a little run to support these guys. I think what they are doing is great and I may even tell you exactly why at some point.
That's enough for now - hope you are all well x