I have a love-hate relationship with skiing. On a good day, I find it exhilarating to zoom downhill, can’t wait to get on back on a lift to go again, then stop off for a hot chocolate, or get some much needed winter sun on my face while lolloping in a deckchair with a Snickers […]
In years to come, we’ll look back on the last week or so with fondness. Right now, I’m struggling to find anything positive to say about the leftover dirty slush, freezing temperatures at night and perma-drizzle during the day. Last week, I had every intention of maintaining the two-British-Military-Fitness-classes-and-two-runs-a-week routine that I established during the […]
Last weekend, I pondered the point at which “global warming” became “climate change”. Quite a significant rebrand that happened when no one was looking, I thought. I got to grips with the concept last night at a British Military Fitness class which featured snow, torrential ice-cold rain, thunder and lightning all in the space of […]
I have. And even though I don’t drink Monday-Thursday as a rule, I still manage to regularly exceed the recommended alcohol allowance for women during the course of Friday, Saturday and Sunday. It’s not that hard if you drink half a bottle of wine three nights running, plus the odd gin and tonic. :-/ Hmmm. […]
Did it! Much as this goes against my basic need to be wrapped up warm with no skin in contact with ice, I couldn’t really think of a good enough excuse not to go to the British Military Fitness class today. It hadn’t snowed any more overnight, the roads were pretty clear and I was […]
Here’s the view from my flat yesterday morning. I didn’t fancy either a run or British Military Fitness by the evening to be honest. So I walked around a graveyard with The Red Bucket and ate some Lindt balls instead.