Last week must have been a hiccup.
My bones, my legs, my knees, and oh gods my back.
All screaming at me as I hobble on twisted feet to get my tea, to grab a shower, to tumble into bed and prop up my aching parts with pillows so I cannot move in the night, and hope that I can get out of bed next morning because I'm at work.
And don't talk to me about people who smile at me and tell me they are off home for a long hot soak in the bath.
I haven't got a bath.
To clamber into water almost too hot to bare and too full so you are almost floating in its steamy embrace until there is not even a memory of ache, would be bliss.
But it is not to be.
Well, that is how I felt last night.
The prop pillows worked, although it took a little while for my legs to walk me to work at silly o'clock this morning, but that is perfectly natural when it is still dark out side.
And now I have a goal to work towards.
Pizza night!
Not exactly the best incentive when you are attempting to get fit and healthy, but a fun one nevertheless. And one I am very much looking forward to.
Six weeks of madness, of music that makes you want to dance but no co-ordination to enjoy it.
Might be able to stand on one leg after another 6 attempts.
We can only hope.
And next week, there might be a new recruit as one of my friends didn't say no when it was suggested to her, and even sounded enthused.
Come and join us, and dance those flabby bits away. (We all have some somewhere!)
Other news. I have had a song made for me, based on a poem called Dragons on the Moon. I can't listen without giggling. Cannot take my own words seriously, that's why most of them are about beer. I now have to think about a video that will be made of it, and any ideas that might work. All I can think of at the moment, is running up and down Scarborough beach at low tide with a full moon, but its not very practical.
Oh hum, will possibly suggest it after saying thank you for writing it in the first place, and we shall see!
It is great by the way!
Thank you for reading.
xx
