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HBD Charlie!

…so this weekend we celebrated Charlie’s 45th birthday; or as I liked to tease him; half way to 90! And when you put it that way, its a bit scary. Chances are good we have already lived half our lives! Really? Really? I know the whole Business Women’s Association awards thing kinda made me reassess things, but once again I am reminded that it really does go by in a flash; and I think we must always be clear on where we are going in life, be clear about our goals, because before you’ve realised it, it’s too late! Thanks for that reality check, my love!

The weekend felt jam packed! On Friday night Charlie, Thandi and I had a quiet dinner out to celebrate the birthday boy. That was nice and it was good to relax with a glass of wine after a really busy week. Saturday started with a fabulous run – pain free, I felt like I could run forever! Then it was onto the first birthday of a friend’s little girl, for whom I made that cake – so much fun to see such cute little people playing and having fun! Saturday afternoon I pottered in the kitchen – baking a cake for Charlie’s birthday celebration and prepped some gourmet boerie rolls for supper while watching the Springbok game.

Sunday started with another run. The polar opposite to Saturday’s run – the pace was fast, probably a little too fast for me, my legs were tired and after about 5 km the calves started to cramp up again – I struggled through 15km, but had tears along the way. I was soooo frustrated! I guess I will have to get some more dry needling done again! Aitog! Anyway, I dusted myself off and then prepared for Charlie’s lunch – a roast leg of lamb and all the trimmings – totally divine and indulgent! Followed by a cheese board and then a scrumptious apple and pear cake with a salted caramel drizzle. Yumyumyum!

And now it’s monday, and the diet must start again – just once I have had this slice of cake with my tea…

rehab

…for my body that is! Nothing gossip-worthy here!

I saw my chiro this morning for some needling. OMFityF! Let’s put it this way; there were tears, it was all so sore; and actually it was a bit better this morning than it has been. Thank God he had been in London last week when my legs were really bad. McHottie worked some magic, laughed at how badly my muscles were spasming (not in a nasty way, in an OMG I can’t believe what I am seeing kinda way), and has now left me feeling really tender and bruised. Let’s hope that tomorrow I will feel a little better. Running needs to just keep ticking over in the background. 5 and a half weeks to the Loch Ness Marathon!

(Let it be said I am seriously looking forward to some warmer days – I am so tired of running in the cold! You are all welcome to remind me about this when I am moaning about how hot and humid it is in summer!)

An injured runner

…is a rather revolting person…

Guys, I am struggling so much! From an amazing high last week to the depths of misery this week. Legs are still so tight I can hardly walk. I am doing as much as I can, but things seem to be stuck. I had to bail out of my run this morning; I am so frustrated! Not the happiest of chappies today!

Why do I run?

Weekend spin!

…showee! It was hectic!

My weekend started early on Friday morning, when we hit the road to our neighbouring city to sort out our visas for our Scotland trip. It’s quite a palava (no, autocorrect, not a pavlova)- I had a huge file of documents that had to be submitted. The system wasn’t too awful; but there was a bit of a delay that almost drove me crazy – when you are the only people in the facilitation centre and they make you wait and wait and wait for 40 minutes to take your photo and take your fingerprints! (This after they made me remove all the staples from my paperwork – about 37000 of them – ok, so that’s an exaggeration but it was a lot, because there was a lot of evidence they wanted!) Anyway, once that was done we had a yummy lunch with a friend of mine and then it was back home.

Home to the launch of our Wild Women calendar! We had a fun evening, and the calendar is totally awesome! Very tastefully done, very discrete, and some gorgeous photos. I forgot to bring the disc with me to work, so I’ll post a few pictures, and if anyone wants a calendar – let me know – and I’ll see if I can get it posted to you! They’re R150 each and ALL of that goes to our charities, because everyone donated their time and resources.

I managed to get 2 runs in this weekend. Neither of them were pretty – I am struggling at the moment – my calves feel super tight and my hip flexor on the left is niggling. I think an appointment with my chiro and some dry needling are in order. But glad with my mileage – 11km on Saturday and 24 yesterday. Although yesterday was interspersed with tears and lots of stretching. Character building I tell you. Character building.

In other TAFKAD is in town – yay! She’s here for a family wedding and our school reunion – 25 years <insert appropriately horrified emoji her> so nice to see her and catch up!

 

Watching

…waiting, and seeing the world go by. This weekend felt a lot like that.

On Friday night Thandi had a sleepover at Gran’s house, which she loved. Muffin, Granny’s little excuse of a dog was allowed to sleep under her bed, and in the morning crept in with her, which she loved (me not so much, but that’s me); so Charlie and I were at home, stuck in domestic bliss. Me icing biscuits, he engaging in some Facebook trolling. (He’s currently arguing with some antivaxers and ┬ásome flat earthers, I hate it! The arguing that is.) Anyway, and exciting night sans child and we went to bed early.

Saturday was a run, work, children’s party (the biscuits I iced were for that), some chilling on the couch and an early braai with friends; Sunday another run, work and more couch time. Really really exciting stuff. But good too to do little.

Starting to get our ducks in a row for our trip to Scotland – visa appointments booked – it really is a bummer when you live in a lesser major centre and have to travel for all these sorts of things. Anyway, I believe they are fairly efficient, so trust all will go smoothly. Accommodation is all booked; car still needs to be hired, and I will get onto that this week; and then payments must be processed. Phew! Let’s hope our prez doesn’t do something foolish in the next month! Oh, and I must train for my marathon! (refer above to running and running). I am starting to get excited, I just wish that all the admin was out of the way, I find that very stressful!

So where am I

…in this journey of mine?

Our German friends are leaving on Monday. We were away with them in the Karoo over the weekend, they continued their break and got back yesterday. They’re staying with us, and it is all a little intense right now. I am not looking forward to them leaving.

I need to sort out the visas for our trip – Spanish and UK for me, UK for Charlie and Thandi. Although, if Charlie sorted out his passport then I wouldn’t need to sort that one out.

My dad continues to be miserable. Depressed, sad and lost. I am still out of ideas there.

My running is ok. I am needing to start to increase the mileage; the Loch Ness Marathon is in 11 weeks. I can do this!

My headaches are a bit better. It appears that they have been largely caused by my latest ailment – hypertension. It’s a diagnosis I am extremely pissed off about – I am fit, only slightly overweight, eat well, exercise well and only battle with work stress. Grrr… But I am more than happy to take the treatment, because it has helped my head, and I have seen the ravages of what hypertension in Dawny.