Morning/ Evening all, hows it going? Better than me I expect. The past week has been a week of disasters, it starts off with having to work a 13 hour shift at work … ouch, it moved onto having an abscess on my tooth leaving me with sleepless nights and a lot of pain and having to put clove oil in my mouth. That stuff is vile actually its worse than vile not only does it taste horrendous it also numbed my whole mouth leaving me dribbling. So I was coping with a swollen cheek, dribbling and the taste and smell of cloves just oozing from me for hours. FAIL. So my week started like that I was shattered from a 13hour shift then couldn’t sleep for nights after due to being Mrs clove mouth, well you could imagine the mood and enthusiasm I had towards running whilst resembling a zombie.
In my zombie state I decided at some point I NEEDED to go running. So on Friday “Ive got my tooth ache under control lets rock and roll, oh wait its raining (what a shame muuhahahahaha) oh balls we have a treadmill (quick think of an excuse, break the treadmill, ANYTHING) No not going to happen best get on the treamill then”, and so it begins. I’m power walking away, you know warming the cockles, then I take it to a little jog and before I know it I’m in my zone working up a sweat on the treadmill (im running at a pace of about 9, whatever 9 means on my treadmill) “oh jeez its hot in here” so I turn the fan thats part of treadmill on and I keep running, I’ve done a mile “wow its really hot I need more air, I NEED AIR” so I get off and go to open the back door. What a relief theres cold air flowing in now, I’m good to go. I take a step towards the treadmill, I’m on the treadmill. Now I’ve face planted the treadmill, I’m doing somersaults on the treadmill, I’m flying off the treadmill and now the curtains are falling down on me and I am in a massive heap on the floor. “HOLY COW I LEFT THE STUPID THING ON”. Its ok though mummy came to the rescue, she was like superwoman lifting the curtains off of me, flying to the kitchen getting me cold flannels for my injuries. She then says ” why on earth didnt you turn it off?” “I dont know. Just didnt think about it” by this point I’m laughing and crying. She leans over finally turns the dreaded treadmill off and says “I think thats enough of that”. My injuries were minor I had a booboo on my knee like a 5 year old and a bruised shoulder. I have now for the last 4 days had nightmares about this giant treadmill with evil eyes, arms and legs is chasing me. I will never feel the same way towards a piece of exercise machinery ever again.
Anyway my week picked up, went for a nice 10 miler with my daddy where we ran at our fastest time together and out ran the rain (ultra runners) . Got to appreciate some fresh air without being beaten up and take in the beautiful views I am and have been for many years so privileged to see. Today I am heading down Bournemouth and taking a lovely brisk walk along the seaside and might treat myself to Chips.
So until next time ….. stay classy bloggers.
p.s ill leave you with this video for lols, enjoy xXx