Occasional musings from a Left-coast Canadian ExPat in Oxford.
I am getting sick. This is very bad. So far, this is perhaps the worst week for me to fall down ill. I have an entire day full of very important meetings on Thursday, complete with people flying in from out of town to attend. I have a major event to send people to that … Continue reading *Sniff*
Sometimes just wanting it done (and not wanting to face one’s self the mirror after not doing it) is enough. I really, REALLY didn’t want to run yesterday. What I really, REALLY did want was Sushi for lunch. And Sushi I got, along with agreeing to take over all the dog walking for the rest … Continue reading When there is no desire to “Just do it”
It’s something I’ve wanted to explore for a long time, and with the upcoming slew of pictures to be taken and dress to fit into – not to mention the fact that I’d like my hot ass to actually fit into the hot shorts I bought last summer by the time this summer rolls around … Continue reading Your own, Personal Jesus… er… Trainer
Week 3 is in the can. However, not without a serious episode of needing to get over my damn self already. Last night I posted about not wanting to run and a long list of accompanying excuses. I figured I’d vent the negativity onto the blog and just go home and run. And so many … Continue reading Success!
So this running thing, it is still going pretty well. I am only one run away from completing Week 3 of the Couch to 5K program. Of course, this is about where I stalled on Week 2, three times over. One run left to do, and can’t be arsed to bother. Something comes up (or … Continue reading Runaway
Netchick’s living vicariously, asking everyone what they got for Christmas. And I’m happy to oblige! Some new running gear: an iPod Nano, the Nike + iPod pedometer/workout tracker and some new kicks to put it in, since my current runners were looking mighty sad. And a year’s subscription to Cook’s Illustrated Magazine. These will either … Continue reading For Tanya
It seemed like a good idea earlier this week to book the nurse’s appointment for 8:00am on Saturday, since we’re usually up ridiculously early most days anyhow, and rarely sleep past 7:00am on weekends. Hey, did you know that when you buy life insurance, they send someone over to take your blood pressure and make … Continue reading Wee Wee Wee All the Way Home