I am feeling really
sleepy today. I think it must be the
after effects of all the exercise I did yesterday.
Not only did I partake
of my usual walk with friends in the morning (we saw 3 deer, 2 peacocks, 1
peahen and 2 pheasants – a new wildlife record) but I went to a ballroom
exercise class in the evening.
By then my brain
wasn’t working properly and I couldn’t pick up the steps but there was lots of
giggling and jiggling as we tried to jive.
Because I have now ditched
number 5 on my New Year’s Resolutions list (on-line dating) I am moving swiftly
onto number 6 (get more exercise).
As it says in Winnie
the Pooh’s little book of Wisdom, “A bear however hard he tries, grows tubby
without exercise.”
I have put on over
half a stone since Andrew died, can’t put it all down to too many chocolates
over Christmas. A good friend always warned me about weight gain after 40 and I
want it to stop right now.
(Although maybe I
could blame my thyroid – make a note, get it checked again.)
I had to laugh
yesterday when this appeared on my friend’s facebook page.
Its put’s everything
into perspective.
Finding a new man is
on the backburner for now. On-line dating is certainly not for me, for now. Although what are the chances that Mr Wonderful
will drop into my email inbox the day before my shortened subscription ends
meaning I will desperately have to renew it?
For my own health and wellbeing I am
on a quest to sculpt myself into the "perfect" woman, preferably without cutting
too many yummy calories. Every Monday morning walk ends with a scone - it's practically the law.
That’s this week’s
plan at any rate – let’s see how long this bright idea lasts. ;-)
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