Fun on the beach

Fun on the beach

Tuesday, 28 July 2015

Blogging 1 - Chimp nil

She tried. She tried really hard. And initially it looked as though she may have won. I didn't make it to swimming early this morning despite putting all my gear out in readiness and setting my alarm etc. I woke before the alarm, realised that Rich was not going in early so I would be waking him, noted how warm and sleepy and comfy I felt and promptly reset my alarm. I regret nothing.

But that did leave me with a choice of doing no exercise;  lunchtime running; or late running. So, lunchtime it was. That chimp was toast. I smashed through all her excuses and headed down to the canal.

I'm not saying it was good or anything but I made it to the second lock and back and even managed 3 sets of, erm, we could call it sprinting if we were feeling extremely generous in our interpretation of sprinting. Running a bit faster while trying to lift the knees and panting like a carthouse pulling a dray full of beer up a hill while being chased by wild dogs about covers it.

But I went running for the first time in about 5/6 weeks. So that's good.

Foodwise I have gone straight back to where I was without too much trouble. No bread today but a packet of Rolos after my lunch, out of the machine on a total whim. Hmmmm, perhaps it should be 1 all between me and chimp after all??

Hey ho. All in all it is good news as I'm beginning to feel the love again. Thanks for those pushes and shoves.

Monday, 27 July 2015

Baby steps

I wasn't brave enough to step onto the scales this morning but I have made a start at dieting again. A late breakfast/lunch was SW compliant as was supper and I haven't scarfed down on toast or "naughty" snacks.  Exercise was only dog walking and dancing but I made sure the walk was a hilly one despite the rain.  I will admit to an unauthorised piece of toast this evening, but only the one so not tooooo bad.

I will give it a good go this week and will try to find the time tomorrow to mock up a sheet for recording of food and exercise purposes.  It really helps me stay on the straight and narrow.

So, if I'm going to keep the momentum going, I need to work out what exercise I'm going to do tomorrow while working from the office. Choices are an early morning swim on the way to work, a run at lunchtime or a run in the evening. None are particularly appetising.  The early morning swim is, well, early.  The lunchtime run a pain as I have town type chores to do and not enough time to do both run and town. And I know I'll be out of energy by the evening as I have to meet up with someone for a legal favour straight after work so I'll be later home than usual.

On balance, I think the early morning swim is the best option so I will have to prepare properly to avoid all temptation to back out! I know what that sneaky chimp is like.

I feel better for getting started.  As though I've opened the door to the hallway of The Zone and can hear and smell the action within but I'm not quite inside yet.

Come on someone - give me a push through that door!!

Sunday, 26 July 2015

A new walk!

I arranged to meet up with my pal Jenny on Saturday.  She was dropping her daughter off at a wedding in the middle of absolutely nowhere.  The daughter was invited as the friend of the daughter of the bride so I hope they both enjoyed it.

Talk about remote though.  Where I live is very countrified but at least we have a couple of shops in the village and pubs and a chip shop.  These villages didn't seem to have any of that and the roads were TINY!  I was searching for the venue, a luxury farmhouse B&B, and found myself on the wrong side of the valley, driving up a huge, steep hill on a road a few inches wider than my car.  I was dreading meeting another car and having to reverse down.  Luckily I didn't meet anyone until I reached the top and we were level with a farm track so could scoot past each other in comfort.Phew!

God knows what it is like in winter.

Anyway, we eventually met up at the farm place and realised that it was the perfect place for a walk. So we abandoned our earlier plan and headed into the unknown.  Genuinely the unknown as we were walking on concessionary Access Land paths which were not marked on the OS map! Still with some creative guess work we married our path up with the official footpaths and found a perfect 6 miler, right over the hogsback of Chrome Hill. A stunner.  Hope you like the pics:


That's Chrome Hill to the left.  A weirdly modern name for a hill I thought.  Most were much more ancient sounding - Packhead Edge, Axe Edge etc etc




 Minty admiring the view while hiding amongst the rocks.





That's Packhead Edge ,the razor sharp looking hill in the middle of the shot.




The dogs enjoyed a cooling paddle in a ford.



An unusually sturdy footbridge.




The farmplace to the left is where the wedding was taking place.  It is hard to describe how "in the middle of nowhere" it is.


But lovely backdrops for the wedding photos!


Saturday, 25 July 2015

Slipping....I can feel it starting.

I really need to get back into the swing of it. Has anyone got some SW food records  (the Extra Easy ones) which they could email or post to me? I have lost my stash and this seemingly minor setback has been seized upon by my chimp as a reason not to re-start properly, week after intended week! If you can help, comment because the email associated with this blog died years ago.

In other news, here are some pics of Minty being hosed down rolling in something foul while walking near my parents. I couldn't let her near the house in that state!




Monday, 13 July 2015

Sad night

I've been thinking about posting about weight and exercise and the summer and food and golf and all the other crap but don't get round to it.  But then tonight I finally drag the laptop out to be sad.  So, sorry about that.

I'm sad for my lovely dad.  And my lovely mum.

She is getting too much for him.  Messed herself and then was fighting him trying to clean her up and they both took as tumble in the downstairs shower room.  They're both fine physically but she would not get up. He couldn't persuade her to help him get her up and he couldn't pull her up without her help.  She's quite a big, strong woman (I know where I get it from) and she just would not even try to get up.  She is incredibly stubborn and obviously  there is no reasoning with her and no logic to be applied.

So he had to call an ambulance.  He's had to do it once before when a chair broke under her in the conservatory but then they only waited 30 minutes or so and it was the afternoon.  Today it was evening and the ambulances were busy with life threatening cases.  So she sat on the bathroom floor for just under 4 hours.  The first responder arrived after 2 and a bit hours and at least checked her out and kept my dad company while they waited on the proper ambulance.  Who came, were really nice and concerned about my dad, got mum up and then left him.

He rang me while he was waiting and again when they had left and sounded jolly and resigned.  But after we hung up I was just so sad.

I know it is the middle of the end for mum living at home.  Which is probably the right thing for both of them but it will be, just sad.

So, we're going to chase Social Services for a re-assessment to see what additional help they can get him.  Apparently we're entitled to one at least annually although you'd never know it from the GP or Community Psychiatric Nurse who comes round every 6 months, drinks Dad's tea, no doubt eats his biscuits and does sod all for him or her.

It is difficult to keep trying.  We battle for one change, say someone to help her with showering but then her condition changes or deteriorates again we need more help but somehow we don't recognise that until it's just a bit too late.   It's not as though he is not paying for the help or nearly all of it so I wish they would be a bit more proactive with him.  It has happened time and time again but we still get caught out.

And my dad takes the brunt of it and I feel so bad for him and guilty that I haven't helped him out more.

Gah!!  Anyway, I'm due to go over next Wednesday/Thursday and will hopefully make some progress then.

Thanks for listening.  It has helped to get it all out.  Rich is out at darts so not available to be a shoulder to cry on just yet.

Monday, 29 June 2015

Helloo! I've missed yooouu!!

 Wow, that was a long break from blogging!  I don't know what happened.  I went on holiday, thought about posts, promised posts but never quite got round to taking the laptop out from its hidey hole and turning it on.

So, very belatedly and now somewhat unseasonally, some chilly, rather grey photos from Northumberland in May.  Yes, I appreciate these make it look as though it was November but it was May, honest.  And not THAT cold or grey.  We actually had quite a good week weather-wise and a lovely one as holidays go.

This walk was from Warkworth to Alnmouth.  Well, to a view of Alnmouth as, when we got there we discovered we couldn't cross the river without a monstrous detour. So we stood on the dune and looked at it.  We never did get to Alnmouth!

Northumberland is always gorgeous though, whatever the weather.  Massive skies, stunning beaches, big dunes, sand martins for the dogs to chase, great golf courses, nice pubs, good restaurants and friendly folk.


















Yep - there it is - Alnmouth the unreachable.







So, what's been happening since we got back from holiday??  Golf mainly.  We have both been playing a LOT! Since Rich joined my club we have been joining in with the mixed comps on Bank Holidays and some Sundays and that adds to our normal, already packed schedule.  Good though.  I'm not playing particularly well sadly, although I have had some good rounds here and there.  But it's been a great summer for golf so far.

Although I'm noticing that when we're not playing we're watching which might be taking things a little far...

A reasonable amount of swimming although this has dropped off a little since the weather got better and the pool got busier.  I'll have to start going at more anti-social hours to combat the crowds.

Hardly any running. I managed a run along the canal last Monday and it was my first outing for 5 weeks!!  Eeek.  Will have to rectify that.

I've spent a fair bit of time over at my parents.  3 days and 2 nights last week to allow my father a break from constant caring of my mother and a trip down south for an Anna Netrebko concert.  Sadly Anna was ill and the concert cancelled but with my encouragement, he still travelled and went to visit various old pals from decades ago.  It sounds as though he had a wonderful time judging on how "light|" he sounded over the the phone after their various excursions.

Mum and I had a good time too.  I took her out for lunch one day which was a laugh and reminded me how lucky I am that, although she is not her old self, she is still here and we can still make the most of what time we have together.

Work.  Dull, apart from when it's stressy and very hard at the moment.  There is TOO MUCH to do.

A little bit of socialising in between the golf.    A few weeks ago I started feeling a bit boring, slightly lonely (not counting Rich), as though we were spending too much time together and not enough with other people.  I suppose that, during the football and darts and dominoes season, we automatically see people several times per week.  In the summer it is more golf based which is less social.  Anyway, on recognising this hermit phase, I made a bit of an effort and organised a few nights out and now the next few weeks are a bit TOO full!  Typical.

Gardening and working on the house.  The garden is now (as of today) fully re-fenced and that had made a huge difference.  Now I can see that any effort I make on the beds, pots and lawn will be worth it.  When the fence was battered and falling down with patched up sections it seemed as thought any effort was pretty much wasted.  So, roll on the nice weather for some serious weeding and planting!

Lots of lovely, evening dog walks hunting for the perfect swallow-chasing field.  We have hit the motherlode over the last few evenings and the dogs have been in swallow heaven.  It is great having the light to go for walks in the evenings and, even if we don't find swallows, we do enjoy the fresh air.

And, in between all that, a little too much sitting on the sofa watching rubbish sport and reading pulp fiction.

Dieting has taken a back seat, very definitely, but when I make myself step on the scales I am reassured that I'm still holding onto that solitary stone off.  Just.  I am working up towards getting started again before all that hard work goes to waste.  I know how quickly weight can creep back on and I am determined that, while this year might not see 4 or 5 stone come off, it will still be a losing year.  If I managed to drop and then maintain 1 stone off in the first 6 months of 2015, surely I can manage to drop and keep off another stone in the second 6 months??  Not too dramatic an aim.  A manageable target.

And the work towards it starts now. Well, tomorrow, I've had quite a good day today anyway.

My mini target for tomorrow is a run along the canal at lunchtime and to limit my intake of bread - a salad for lunch.

I'll let you know how it goes - this week I hope!!

Friday, 12 June 2015

A month!!

A month!! A whole month. Sorry peeps for the desertion. I'm still holding onto (just) that hard won stone off but not making any progess downwards. It all starts again on Monday!! I'm in a rather dull seminar right now so can't chat but will post properly with some pics very soon. It's a rainy day tomorrow so that might be something nice to do. Lxx