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I think I'm giving up on alcohol. I likes it, an' all that, but really? I need to lose that other stone, and it's just not that good a friend to my thighs. So this is me saying goodbye to red wine. Au revoir, sayonara, ciao - maybe I'll see you again at Christmas, maybe not. So if, between now and then, y'all catch me boozing it up, feel free to tell me I'm looking a little chubby, whether you think it's true or not. Offer me tea instead (no milk, ta). Or water.
And in that spirit, I actually got my slightly oversized behind out of bed this morning and went running. 1.1 miles (according to gmaps pedometer), and it took me 15 minutes. Which makes it, yes, about as fast as my fast walking pace. A few years ago I did the 5k Race for Life at the Knavesmire, and that took 45 minutes. Which is what it would have taken me to walk it. Ho hum, a runner I am not, but maybe I can become a little fitter, a little healthier, and a little less tired.
It certainly woke me up a little this morning: I put on a load of washing, folded the dry laundry, hung up the stuff which needs an extra half hour airing after being on the line yesterday, stacked the dishwasher, had breakfast and sorted out my bag of holding for today and still got to the train station with 15 minutes to spare before my train. Hurrah! So I knitted some more of the long orange stripey sock which I started on Thursday. Foot decrease almost done - should have it finished soon.
And then I got some work done on Shed World on the train. I know why my opening doesn't work, and what I need to do about it. I folded in (in a cliched horror film way) the ex-friend/other waitress who turns out to be a freaky monster but you only find out when she's actually dead on the kitchen floor with a knife in her chest. And I wrote the last couple of lines. And a synopsis. So that's going okay.
Did anyone else see the superb sunset yesterday? I was driving back from my parents' house, and it kept distracting me. Incredibly beautiful.
And in that spirit, I actually got my slightly oversized behind out of bed this morning and went running. 1.1 miles (according to gmaps pedometer), and it took me 15 minutes. Which makes it, yes, about as fast as my fast walking pace. A few years ago I did the 5k Race for Life at the Knavesmire, and that took 45 minutes. Which is what it would have taken me to walk it. Ho hum, a runner I am not, but maybe I can become a little fitter, a little healthier, and a little less tired.
It certainly woke me up a little this morning: I put on a load of washing, folded the dry laundry, hung up the stuff which needs an extra half hour airing after being on the line yesterday, stacked the dishwasher, had breakfast and sorted out my bag of holding for today and still got to the train station with 15 minutes to spare before my train. Hurrah! So I knitted some more of the long orange stripey sock which I started on Thursday. Foot decrease almost done - should have it finished soon.
And then I got some work done on Shed World on the train. I know why my opening doesn't work, and what I need to do about it. I folded in (in a cliched horror film way) the ex-friend/other waitress who turns out to be a freaky monster but you only find out when she's actually dead on the kitchen floor with a knife in her chest. And I wrote the last couple of lines. And a synopsis. So that's going okay.
Did anyone else see the superb sunset yesterday? I was driving back from my parents' house, and it kept distracting me. Incredibly beautiful.
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