Saturday night ramblings

I wish I could say that I was enjoying getting fit again. But I have to admit, I’m not. I used to be one of those people who turned up at the gym every weekday morning at 5.30am. I loved it, loved the friends I made, looked forward to it every day, and enjoyed the feeling of satisfaction, strength and control that it gave me – and the general energy boost didn’t go astray either.


I cancelled my gym membership 3 years ago, once we moved to our current house, because once I went on maternity leave and wasn’t driving to an office every day, it was too far away, and too much to be bothered with.

We have a full set up at home – free weights, dip station, curl station, recline/flat bench, Barbells, fixed AND adjustable dumbbells, squat rack, kettlebells – we even have a fantastic treadmill that my lovely husband bought me one Christmas…

The problem is, there just never seems to be enough time to get everything else done. Actually – no. That’s a lie. I could quite easily get up at 4.30 or 5am to train. I could do it once they go to bed for the night. There is time, I’ve just been choosing to spend it doing other things. Like clean the house. Or continue sleeping.

And I’ve been sick again all week… laryngitis, sore throat, swollen glands, stiff neck, headache… groan, grumble, complain. From the shoulders up, I feel like hell. Husband has ended up with the ACTUAL flu this weekend. Not ‘man flu’ – actual flu. With fever/chills, body aches, vomiting and everything. Its been fun.  It just never seems to end, we are constantly sick here!  I'm talking about the adults here, not the kids.  How is that even possible?

Skye makes me smile when one of us is sick, she snuggles up and pats you on the arm, then gets under the blanket and gives you cuddles to make you feel better. I love that, I love how she is so kind, thoughtful and caring already, and she’s only 2 and a half. She has even started randomly asking us “Are you ok?”  She has a lovely little soul, my girl.

This weekend we’ve shipped the kids off to their grandparents to keep them away from the germs. Well actually, they’re practicing having the kids for when we go to Fiji next month, but its also good to get them away from the flu, even if its just for 24 hours.

They’ve only been away since lunchtime, and I miss them already.

Not sure how I’m going to cope for 6 days. I’m sure after a couple of cocktails I will be having too much of a good time to notice… but I don’t think I can stay liquored up for the entire 6 days somehow!

Some recent photos:

A pretty little flower from our garden  

Checking himself out in the mirror    

Almost... almost... almost crawling....    

My girl - In the middle of telling me a big story

Heres to a healthier, fitter week ahead!