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Farewell and welcome

…so goodbye to the old senior partner; and welcome to the new one – ME! Flip, how did that happen? 13.5years into my practice here, and I am now the senior one! (makes me giggle!)

So the shindig went off well last night, my speech, which i did actually scribble a few notes down about went off well with lots of laughs in response. The food that my cheffy friend produced was amazing, and the gin and wine bar was drunk dry! Success!

And today I am extremely glad that it is the weekend. I am done! Can’t wait to have a quiet night!

Catching my breath

…phew, it has been a sprint! I really have had a rough week, so much work, so many complications! Every day and night I have had some unscheduled drama. Just when I think, ok universe, the work is done, now I can chill, another disaster comes along – yesterday morning there was a delivery and last night a poor woman with an ectopic pregnancy that I had to operate on, and it was one of the trickiest ones I have ever done! Anyway, thankfully this morning she is looking and feeling better. The last week has been a lesson in always being prepared, like the Brownies and Girl Guides!

Tonight I am hosting a farewell party for my associate – he retires to the Western Cape tomorrow! I’ve organised the function at the home of a chef I know, she is doing some amazing snacks, and I am organising the gin bar! I guess I will also have to say something, but I think I’ll just wing it on the spur of the moment.

I cannot wait for the weekend – I have nothing on my calendar, and am looking forward to getting my runs in and relaxing with my little family.

Busy weekend

…yoh, 3 babies, and 2 of those born in the early hours of the morning – 1 01h30 on Saturday, the other 03h00 on Sunday. Fortunately Sunday day was pretty chilled – a few hiccups along the way with phone calls, but not too much in the way of drama. I got to rest, work on my puzzle – a very cool highland cow – celebrated fathers day with my dad and Charlie and had a nice dinner out in the evening.

With such a hectic schedule – running went out the window, so I am very pleased I got my long run in during the week. In effect I missed one run this last week, so hopefully that does not derail my training. I got an email from the Rhodes crew this morning, reading the final instructions to the runners has made me seriously nervous. I was all excited about it initially, then I got nervous when I realised how much I would have to catch up training wise, then I felt ok again, once I realised that things were under control; now I am just scared – those photos of runners in the snow, the watering point tables blanketed in snow, the route profile, cut offs, compulsory equipment – what have I let myself in for? Eeek!

ANyway, Monday is looming on a very busy week! Let me work!

101 reasons I love my city

…so I live in a slightly off the beaten track city. It is a city, but a small one, and I always say it’s one of the best kept secrets ever – and we often tell our friends in the BIG cities to emigrate without emigrating and come to our neck of the woods. It has lots of faults, but yesterday I was reminded as to why I love my little city so much.

(Disclaimer – while I could find 101 actual reasons to love my city, I fear by that stage you would be bored; and I would be irritating, so I’ll limit the reasons to those applicable to my tale)

So while I have been a bit stressed about this ultra trail I will tackle next month, I reached out to a mate who I know has done it a couple of times before; we had a great chat at one of our finest coffee spots/farmers’ markets (1) and she offered to do a long run with me this week. The stars aligned and yesterday was set. I headed a mere 30 minutes from town (2) and found myself in some rural farmlands, lands belonging to our awesome little brewery (3) and we set off on the most magnificent trot. The weather was immaculate (4) – I was all prepared to try out all my warm running kit, and within 10 minutes I was shedding long sleeves and wondering why I had packed a jacket! We ran through fields with cows (5), we ran through little coastal forests (6), we ran up some dramatic hills and got amazing views over valleys where leopards sometimes hide away (7) and had some good chats and bonding.

Our run ended, we didn’t drink any beer (8), more’s the pity!  I jumped back into my car, drove 30 minutes (see 2) to get home to have my recovery chocolate milk, jump in the shower and head off to work in the afternoon.

Now where else do you get to that? Really! It was just soul reviving! (In saying that, my soles are saying some very naughty words to me today!) I LOVE MY LITTLE CITY!

(sadly, I was a bit of a fool and forgot to take any photos of my run – so I cannot offer photo evidence, but those who know me, it’s there on Strava!)

Weekend watching

…so as predicted the weekend was a lovely mass of unplanned events, except for my date with the couch on Sunday.

Friday night we had a heap of fun at the local Rotary chapter’s wine auction – Charlie has recently been inducted as a member – I like the idea of service organisation doing good stuff around our community.  (he does lower the average age by about 20 years!) The night was good fun, with one the members being the dry-joke-telling-MC, one of the Annes being the energetic auctioneer, and our table getting rather hysterical!

Saturday started with a stunning run through the burbs and across the beach – loved that too. A quick coffee, some shopping while Thandi was at a party and supper with friends rounded out the day.

Sunday was all about that little run in KZN. I don’t think I have ever spent the entire day in front of the TV quite like that. I didn’t sleep well, so kept waking up, at 5h15, I decided I may as well get up and watch the start, which I did, then I earnestly dot watched and shouted at the TV. My golden friend collapsed and landed up in hospital, so no glory for her this year – we (all her friends) are all so worried about her and trust she is going to recover well and come back stronger. A friend reminded us all that last year Ann Ashworth dropped out after 1km and came back to win the women’s run; so we will watch  and wait and see what SS does. Some friends achieved great glory with PB’s, others were cut off, others bailed – I think you are all amazing for having the courage to tackle the preparation and training for this kind of an event.

My training is ticking along – do we ever do enough? probably not. Let’s see what this week holds.

Weekending

…I am looking forward to unplanned weekend – we were on our way to the Wild Coast to take part in a trail fest, and it was unexpectedly cancelled – the title sponsor (the hotel) decided to not play nice anymore, so the plug got pulled. I am a bit bleak to be missing out on a run in my favourite part of the world, but will get some other runs in anyway. Aside from agreeing to attend a wine auction tonight (very dangerous!) we have no other plans, what a pleasure!

So last night I got to art, for the first time in 3 weeks, and did some work on this enormous painting I am doing of my Thandigirl; but what was really cool last night, was that she came with me. With Charlie’s driver still being off, he is running around like crazy; and we had a childcare clash, so I grabbed an extra canvas, my acrylics; and brought her along – she loved it; especially when one of the there ladies asked her to help prep her canvas! So nice to make some special memories with her; even though it turned into a little bit of a late night, she enjoyed some creative time, some time with mom, and seeing what mom does, and where she goes to when she’s at art.

I guess these are the moments I need to bank, because there will be so many I will miss out on. I love my kid!

Thursday wishes

…so it’s the Thursday before the Comrades marathon – for my non SA readers, the Comrades is an insane ultra marathon – 90km between 2 cities in the province of Kwazulu Natal; Pietermatitzburg to Durban (they run it is a different direction alternate years, so one year is up, the other down – it’s a down this year)

I know a lot of runners who are travelling today (and tomorrow) to get ready and acclimatised before the race, which takes place on Sunday.

Runnermom is one of them – good luck, my friend, I know you feel very ambivalent about this year, but remember the people you may meet en route who may just change your world – go and enjoy the outing; run with your heart, so that your brain keeps quiet! I will be dot watching with great enthusiasm!

Another is an amazing friend of mine, who last year won a gold medal, coming 9th in the ladies race – I cannot wait to see what she does this year, she has worked so hard. What is really special about Steph is that she still finds time to run with me – we had a leg loosener for her this morning – just her and I, she ran mostly at my pace, (so really a stroll for her) and we had a lovely chat. the pressure on the elite runners is insane, but she is just so beautiful and humble and kind. That she even talks to a girl like me! So I am hoping to see another beautiful performance from my golden friend on Sunday.

And on Sunday, for maybe 20 minutes, I’ll have some fomo, and then I’ll go out and have a run and it will all disappear – 90km is VERY far, 56km was tough, not sure how much harder 90km must be; and I know I don’t have that in me. Well, I do, but I do not have the desire to do the amount of training an event like that requires. I am a very happy Comrades marathon supporter!

(there are so many other people I know running, whose names I haven’t mentioned – I’m not ignoring them, and I wish them all well, my dots multiply every year!)