I've been so busy! I'm barely able to get a few minutes to sit these days, never mind blog. So unfair. And I'm so tired at night I just crash in my bed and sleep like the dead until the alarm goes off.
I've been going to the gym Mon-Thurs because it's the only days I can go, really. I'm burning over 5000 calories a week just exercising, then who knows how many when I'm at work at night. But the scales aren't showing much for my efforts; damned plateaus. But I'm happy, strong and have my stamina back after being ill for most of December. Libido is back too, hooray! I think that has more to do with crocuses coming up, days getting longer and the cooing of randy pigeons in the trees. Can't wait for the trees to get leaves and the warm air is full of the smell of plant sex. I'm sure you hayfever sufferers feel differently, but I don't have that problem anymore (give up dairy and you won't either) so I can enjoy me some deep breaths. (Thanks Rich for the Kudos, it means a lot and not even a little bit was condescending)
There's a guy at work who keeps asking me about weight lifting. I was nice in the beginning but lately I've been telling him to google and educate himself. Now he asks me to arm wrestle him every week and it's getting annoying. Plus he keeps rubbing his nipples at me and that kind of grosses me out - which is why he does it. He's alright, just a young guy who thinks he's funny and I'm not on the same level anymore with what a 20 year old, ADD sufferer finds funny (even though I did completely want to make Daniel Radcliffe my bagelboy when I saw his nudish pictures in the newspaper! Not that he's 20, yet, or has ADD, but. Uhm. Ahem. Sorry but it's the bellybutton hair that got me. But you can tell it was cold in there.) He's just being laddish, and all I can think is, I want to tell his mother what he's being like away from her care. I'm living in a somewhat confused state of Motherhood vs Womanhood. This must be a thirthsomething issue when lusting after young guys used to be normal, but now makes you a cradle robber. Where the pivot point was I don't know, but I know I'm past it. I guess I have to stick with the over 25's from now on. Anyways, about annoying Lad, I may have to drop a case of something heavy on him.
Somewhere in there I have to put I've been trying to write. Nothing much but wee stories. Adult kind of fairy tales I guess. Because magic should happen to grown-ups too, not just kids. I hate that most kid's stories say adults can't see magic. Such piffle. I know it's so kids can feel extra special but it sets up an "us and them" kind of thing and, well, I don't like that.
So I'm off to get in my gym kit and head off for aerobics. I don't wanna but I'm gonna and that's that. Once I'm there it'll be fine. Just be silly and all will be good.
It is such a gorgeous day today! The sun is bright and warm, it's about 48 degrees and I didn't even need to wear my coat when walking to the sport center. The birds are so noisy, even they are pleased about the better weather. I don't know how long it will take for Beth's storm to reach here, but I'll enjoy the warmth while it's here.