Charlie's Bird

living the dream with Charlie and Thandi and chirping all the way back to the nest.

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…on call. Yup, these weekends on call sure do seem to come around so quickly! Flip, I’m definitely not quite ready for it. Oh well, one must get some cash into the bank after paying provisional tax, so needs must.

The weekend is the last one before the ballet show begins, so it will be filled with rehearsals and tired dancers. Charlie and I made his box (for the Jack in the Box), and the teacher has now asked if I would help with some other boxes this weekend, so I expect to be quite busy then. Hopefully they go as quickly as the big one did. I really don’t see myself as much of an ‘artist’ when it comes to this sort of a thing, but slapping some paint on a few toy boxes should work out.

I need to get a long run in this weekend, the marathon is looming ahead of me now, 4 weeks to go. I hope I will have done enough to cope well with the distance, and that conditions are favourable on the day. Our planning for the entire trip is in full swing, we are really looking forward to it now. At this stage the plan is that we fly into Moscow via Rome, landing on Wednesday 18 September, we stay in Moscow, I run the marathon on the 22nd, and on the 23rd we take the high speed train to St Petersburg for 2 nights, before we return to Moscow to watch Swan Lake at the Bolshoi on the 25th, and then we will spend the rest of the time in Moscow with our friends, until we depart on the 30th. It is going to be amazing! I cannot wait!


…through the streets. Guys, last night I hit day 50 in my streak! (this morning saw me do my 51st run!) I am stoked. I am exhausted. I hoped I would still be going round now and I am!

So, since 2 July I have run 51/51 days, and clocked up 368kms. I feel like a machine!

All the feels

…so yesterday was Charlie’s birthday, and we girls tried to make to super special for him. I reluctantly ran early in the morning, when it was still dark so as not to interfere with the rest of the days plans; and then it was time for presents and treats! We spoilt him with some cool veldskoene (if you ain’t a Saffer, you will not know what these are – they are a type of shoe made out if natural suede leather, but these ones are pretty funky with a coloured sole and laces, Charlie’s are bright blue. (Thandi also got some pink soled ones!). I also got him a Rocket book, which is a pretty cool notebook, that you write in with a special pen and then using an app, can upload those notes and the wipe the page clean with a damp cloth!

I don’t think I’ve mentioned it here yet, but, and this will also make sense of the gifts, Charlie is moving to the UK next year. He is going to be working and training as a ship broker (one who deals in the sales of various types of vessels) and will be away from us until he is trained up, and he then will be tasked with dealing with various African ports. Thandi and I are remaining at home, so to disrupt things as little as possible for both her and me. It’s going to be the biggest challenge we have ever faced together, but I have no doubt that the 3 of us have the resilience to endure this time, and I know I have been quietly putting in management strategies for us, so I will have the support structure I need. So, to elucidate those gifts, the shoes to root him in Africa, and the rocketbook, so that he learns and trains like a rocket scientist. (And yes, I’m sounding a lot calmer about this than I probably am)

The weekend rounded out with a late lunch with friends. it was a very special afternoon, because we know next year, we are unlikely to all be together, so we made a good fuss of him. It was so awesome to see the love from all his buds and to see him interact with everyone. I looked on every now and again from the background with deep contentment. I am blessed to have this man in my life.

So it really has been a weekend of feels. Happy to celebrate with my husband, bitter sweet as we prepare for 2020, exhausting as marathon training continues and frustrating as ballet rehearsals proceed. But above all else, there was so much love this weekend.




Women’s day Weekend

…between Ballet rehearsals and running, not much else was done this weekend. But how awesome are these pictures. Each of my 3 runs this weekend took me across the same beach at more or less the same time.


Makes all the pain worthwhile. It was really beautiful.

Last night I made my first attempt at a buddha bowl for my family. I prepped some brown and wild rice, roasted some pumpkin, beetroot, peppers and tomatoes, steamed some broccoli, cooked off some chicken fillets with moroccan spice and chickpeas, and made a raita, and then topped it all off with some sesame seeds. Yum! I felt so virtuous and healthy too.

White rabbit moments

…”I’m late, I’m late, for a very important date. No time to say “Hello” goodbye, I’m late, I’m late, I’m late.” feels like my current soundtrack. Crisi, it’s busy. And I really don’t like this. Every day feels the same, lurching chaotically from one crazy moment to the next crisis!. Yesterday was a case in point – start with a meeting at school, finish that a little later than anticipated, then scream all the way to the office, sorting out messages in the car; then I was late for the rooms, with additional emergency patients squeezed in, blitz through that as efficiently as I could, to get to theatre, to the wards, and then on to help with some flower arrangements for a function tonight (Charlie’s local rotary club has a wine auction tonight). Then it was dash to a run, then home to see my family before bedtime. And if I tell you the whole week has been like that… I am feeling rather strung out.

I’m on call this weekend, so I will regroup over the long one. But, I will get some running in, some cooking and some rest.


…up a streak. I can’t really remember having a time like this, maybe because I started running so long ago, and I’ve shuffled along in a state of mild fitness ever since; but I am thoroughly enjoying seeing my body respond to my 5km a day minimum. Which I am proud to say is now 27 runs old, this afternoon’s one will mark 28. I have, at times, felt as though I am really struggling, times when I have been sore and tired, but I am slowly starting to see some positives. This weekend I managed back to back runs of some distance. I ran my favourite Saturday run of 11km, and then yesterday I ran 15km. For both of them I was incredibly nervous, expecting my body to fail me at any point; either in terms of fitness, or in terms of an injury cropping up. Aside form some mild shin splints, which I am managing, I had neither of those things happen to me. No major embarrassment in terms of my fitness (yes, I was slower than the rest of the gang, but better than I have been on a long run in a while) and my body held up. A friend even commented on Saturday that I was stronger than she has seen me in ages; and the last time we ran together was probably about 5 months ago! My form is better, and I am loving this new phase. What a relief! This running every day thing is totally paying off!

About last night

…gosh, that was fun! Christmas in July was just fabulous. Delicious food, great wine and loads of laughter and hysteria! It really was good!

the cute puppy even got involved!

The evening opened with some glühwein, and then we ate, and ate… We ate some great food – a mussel chowder, a full roast dinner – beef, lamb, gammon and chicken, with all the veggies, trifle was next, followed by a cheese board. Dirty Santa was also a blast, with family alliegences being tested, husbands needing to steal gifts back for wives, sisters pitting against each other. Boy, did we laugh! We are definitely going to have to do this again!