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Tuesday 28 January 2014

Week Four!

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

Wednesday 22 January 2014

Bollywood Again

Third time dancing.
Third time sweating both mentally and physically as I tried to keep up with the exhausting pace and the dance steps which I couldn't quite see, nor could I get them right this week.
But not, I repeat NOT aching.
What did I do wrong?
I got up off my sofa an hour after getting home, and could still walk normally.
No staggering up and down the stairs,
Nor did I have to roll out of bed the next morning because my back didn't bend at quite the right angle.
What is wrong with me?
Did I not work hard enough?
I certainly remember my heart trying to climb out of my chest at one point, and my knees arguing with me as I tried to get my thighs parallel with the floor.
Three weeks of exercise, one day a week does not make a fat person fit.
I will obviously have to try harder next week.
(And one day I will work out what exactly I want to use the blog for.)
Thank you for pondering with me.
xx

Tuesday 14 January 2014

An afternoon ale in The HabiT

A pint at dusk.
An ale, as the sun goes down.
A warming brew at the waining of the day,
A simple pleasure in every kind of way.
A window to watch the folks go by.
Numerous faces, a twinkle in their eyes
As the day fades into dark.
And the lights glow brightly
As the beer warms my heart.
And a smile plays across my cheeks,
Along with gentle alcoholic tingling.
As the glow of friends, family, and fire warm my heart.
And the sun goes down,
14/01/2014

I had forgotten the pleasures of an afternoon pint while I watch the world wander by.
A delicious pint of Brewers Gold by @wallsbrewery, Northallerton in The Habit, a proper cosy, welcoming place to sit and drink and chat for hours. (I started off with a very tasty pot of tea!)
Well I was working. Sort of.
I recalled a bit of advice which said, even if you don't know what to write, just write. It is all a matter of practise, so I did. Not sure where my long story is going now as I have managed to complicate it more than before but at least I am putting pen to paper, and that is better than nothing at all.
One day I want to write a novel in a month in November or NaNoWriMo as it is better known. it won't be great, or even that good but good practise to write so many words in so little time. it will stop me musing about things and get them down before I forget them, as I frequently do.
And it will be 40 days of poems soon, during the period of lent I try to write a poem a day. I haven't managed it yet and some of the poems are quite questionable, (a lot of my poetry is somewhat questionable but its mine and it will do!) but maybe this year, with the added eye of putting them on this blog I might just manage it.
Well thank you for reading.
PS I am still stiff but not yet aching!
xx

Monday 13 January 2014

Bollywood part two

I wish I hadn't sat down. I cannot move, my limbs are so stiff. Not quite so achy, just non responsive to my wishes.
And my calves?
I have found a new part of the body to throb in interesting ways.
My brain hurts as well.
Hands move one way, feet another and the rest of the body just melts into a confused heap as suddenly right and left have become backwards and up is in some other dimension in space time.
We won't talk about the visions in the mirror I tried not to see. Parts of me were moving in several directions at once, and none of them were under my control.
Why is it so hard?
And yet so much fun.
I want to jump up and down and shout "Again, again," but my limbs just hang off the edge of the sofa and I haven't the energy to fall onto the floor.
I suppose it didn't help that I was back at work today. (No more holiday for me.) And my body had forgotten just how much I have to run about and lug things from one place to another.
After sitting down, I made a move to get up and staggered, bent over like some old crone without a stick, to the other side of the room, and they asked me what was wrong.
Well I haven't done a thing for a week so I shouldn't complain too much, and I probably need to eat more fish, and stop throwing myself about like a mad woman. It is a trait of mine.
And last week I did spend a whole day on the sofa with my head deep in the pages of Red Country by Joe Abercrombie. I am so sorry the book only lasted a day. I laughed as I recognised an old friend from a previous book of his, whom I wasn't entirely sure was dead! Sorry Spoilers!
I need to get my own creativity going again, I'm sure there is a poem in here somewhere, or a tale or two, and not just forays into Bollywood Dance Land.
Well I need time to prepare myself to move, and my eyelids are as heavy as the rest of me, so I will sign off now, and in an hour, or maybe two! shall leave this seat and step by single step, drag myself to bed.
Thank you for reading sister!
xx

Monday 6 January 2014

Bollywood Dancing

You know when you happily agree to do something after a couple of drinks and then worry no more until the day comes, when what you agreed has to be done?
Bollywood dance exercise class is my downfall this week.
I agreed after a good meal, and it sounded fun, Even pushed my sister into joining in when she was slightly reluctant, but now I am tired.
Totally knackered in fact after an hour of bouncing around, and my thighs are like rocks after trying to follow the instructor with all his complicated moves.
Don't get me wrong, I loved it and will do it again next week.
But I ache already. Not tomorrow, or the next day, but now. My legs are stiff and I have to take one step at a lime as I climb the stairs.
How unfit am I?
And I didn't think I was that out of shape, not with walking to work every day, but maybe I've had one too many beers over the festive period and need to get myself back into some semblance of shape.
Not the round comfortable shape I am at the moment.
Now I am tired, and I know I will sleep well tonight.
At least I am off from work this week and have time to recover. next week I am back at the madness of work, and I will be knackered before I start, but you have to keep going with these things, and so I shall.
Now, what yoga can I remember to help me with this crazy dancing???
Time to sign off.
Thank you for reading. xx

Thursday 2 January 2014

Any New Year resolutions yet?
I haven't bothered as I never manage to keep them anyway.
Apart from trying to keep this blog going of course.
I should write more, and the ideas are bouncing around my brain but there seems to be no practical time with which to write, no time for pause or true reflection as living just gets in the way.
But I have some time off soon, and time to do nothing, which is just what I need to start again.
I am still crocheting. As I left my last hat in a theatre I am making myself a new one, and have found a cool dragon scarf designed by Krystal who blogs under Six Little Mice, to go with it,
Will show it when I am done.
Made a fun fox purse for a niece of mine, and a R2D2 type hat for my nephew.
Fox purse by Cara Medus in Simply Crochet

R2D2 beanie hat by nerdycrochet.tumblr.com









Thank you for such great patterns.
As to my beer intake? There hasn't been any yet this year but a brew by Roosters looks promising.
Well I have mumbled on for long enough, (at least I am writing something I suppose) so I will sign off.
Thank you for reading. xx