Doh! What A Silly Old Girl!

Hi bloggers,

Part 1

Can you believe it, I was up early, done the washing up, got the dinner out, washing on and the son out to school all before 8 o'clock. Not bad indeed.

I was on a roll, I dragged out my joggers, and pulled on my shrunken hoody and out to the shed to get my bike. I am going to ride to nagging sisters house, and have it out on the beast for 30 mins.

Its hard riding up hill, and it still scares the pants off me when the lorries and cars come to close to me. Negotiating the roundabouts is not quite second nature yet, and I am glad that the school run has finished.

Up the hills. Down the hills, non stop all the way, except of course round abouts, feeling good, exhausting by now, and the legs are killing me, but I'm there. Outside nagging sisters house, Her car parked in the drive way, her boiler working away from some reason. I knock on her door, all pleased with my self and wait. And knock again, and wait.

Hmm still just me, outside her house. Banging, knocking, shouting through letters boxes. I even found a little stone to throw at the window in an attempt to wake her up, because surely that is why she is ignoring my attempts to get in. Nothing, not a sausage, not a movement from inside the house.

I rang Vic.2, and we both did a double barrelled attempt to wake her up, me calling her mobile, her ring the house phone. But nothing. It was until I looked down the road wondering which way to go home, that I had remembered. Nagging sister was signing some papers for the government today, Vic.2 was having an aunt paint her kitchen, so there is no-one in the house. DOH

Only one thing to do for that forgetfulness, and that's to make sure it never happens again. Punishment. Always works, so I force myself to ride up the hill, instead of going the long way, down hill, to get home. Not only that, but do a good time to turnaround lamppost and back again, and this time No Slacking.

Part 2

Yes! Yes! Yes! I just run the mile. Passed the workmen, who for some reason are spread out further from each other, not like yesterday, in one place so that I can walk some bits when I am out of view. Oh no, as soon as one lot are out of sight so another set is up ahead. Why didn't I pound the streets instead, just like all those other joggers I saw on my bike ride this morning, No, I have to go to turn around lamppost, I have a need to get there and back again, to check how my fitness levels are going. AARRGGHH Why, did I pick there to time myself for my first run?

But besides that, the added pressure of those workmen had me pushing myself harder, even though I did walk, but I did the power walking, with the arms, I must have looked a complete idiot, but I know nagging sister will be pleased.

My time today was a very pleasing 15:38:18, So much better than yesterday, and this is after that bike ride to nagging sisters house.

I am so pleased that I listened to those still small voices, and get my butt out there and do it.