Hallo!
Blimes! Well, back in work after the weekend today and I decided that part of my training regime would be to no longer use lifts and take the stairs wherever I am. My office is on the 8th floor.... *shudder*
Fortunately for me I had a meeting in Pencoed this morning and only had to tackle one flight of stairs (18 stairs in total - I counted them!! Oh dear.) and this afternoon I was at a meeting in Velindre Cancer Centre... no stairs to tackle. Shame.
I also had grand plans of getting a salad of sorts from the local pub in Pencoed before leaving for Cardiff but alas, I ran out of time and HAD to have a McDonalds in the car on the way.... Only the chips were deep fried... oh and the southern fried chicken in my deli sandwich... but it comes with a strip of lettuce and 2 slices of cucumber. That counts, right? (I removed the cucumber - can't stand the stuff.)
The way I see it is I didn't drink any alcohol on the weekend so I'm allowed some crap, surely?!
Anyway. Got home and into my 'walking gear' (pair of jeans, a sleeveless hoody and my walking boots - not officially 'walking gear' apart from the boots but who's arguing?) and headed out to Kilvey hill with dog once again. Seriously! My muscles are rubbish! My backside and thighs WRECKED all the way up (20 minutes to the radio masts) and my shins were on fire all the way down! I'm clearly working them too much. I think tomorrow I'll have a walk on the beach to 'rest' my poor little self!
I did it in 1 hour and 6 minutes. (And that includes 10 minutes looking for the ball that dog lost within 5 minutes of being out.)
Time for pasta and a brew.
My life is riveting.
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