Larders
I hope you had a fabulous weekend because I most certainly did! "why? Mother Larder, what did you do that you had such an awesome weekend? Tell us, tell us please!!" you ask? I'll tell you.... Yesterday, I spent 2 hours frolicking in the sea water. The water was sooo lovely - that is after the first few minutes where I thought I would lose some limbs because of the coldness of the water. The sun has been beating down like Satan's evil brother but the water made it all better. Twice in one week I frolicked in the water. I LOVE LIVING BY THE BEACH.
Back to business....
So, I did not finish the book Heroine of the Desert. I will finish it either tonight or tomorrow night at the latest. (disclaimer: I did not proof read the last entry as I was in a rush when I wrote it. There are a few grammatical errors and spelling mistakes and I apologise for my tardiness).
Remember the 5k I was doing on Friday? I went, I saw and didn't conquer. After about 2,5k's it started raining and I was not prepared to have my phone and headphones soaking wet. So, I took a short cut, got into my car and went home. I must have walked about 3 kilometers. Saturday, a friend of mine and I attempted another 5k. This 5k is called the Nahoon Park Run (NPR). It happens every Saturday morning at 8am. It takes place by the beach. This means that you walk / run on sand and hike up some dunes. This was fun for the first 30 seconds, then my knee started to pain and sand got into my takkies (I hate that!), it started to rain and because I am so incredibly unfit I was left behind. There was not a soul in sight! I mean, the only way I knew which direction to go was checking for foot prints. I felt like McGyver finding his way out of the Amazon. I ended up not finishing (again!!!) the race. I noticed this when I got to the parking lot and realised that I was suddenly ahead of everyone. I missed a turn that I was meant to take me onto another trail and ended up walking another 3 kilometers! I was sooo mad at myself. I have now made it a point to walk this freaking trail twice this week so I can improve on my time and hopefully not completely lose sight of people when I walk again on Saturday.
A random thought: Why is it that when I go on these walks there aren't any black folk?! When I mean black I mean Black as in Black, Coloured Folk, Indians and African Foreign Nationals. WHAT THE HELL?!
So last week I clocked about 6 kilometers and went to the gym 3 times. This is not enough for the Surfer's Marathon.
Its been established that I DO NOT like to wake up in the morning. AT ALL. I have been training my body to wake up earlier. Last night I went to sleep early, having packed out my workout clothes, pumped to wake up early and go for a walk. I set my alarm clock for 5:30am and even watched Biggest Loser to inspire me to wake up and go for a walk since I need to clock 20kms of walking each week until the Surfer's. Today I woke up about 5 minutes before the alarm clock and was so excited! I went to the loo and decided to lay down for 5 minutes. 5 minutes turned into 2 hours! There goes any chance of me going for a morning walk. ugh! As a reward to myself for not following through this morning, after gym I will have to go for a brisk walk for an 45 - 1 hr. On top of that, I have to clean the flat when I get home. Its disgusting.
I'm gonna wake up tomorrow morning and do this. I can do this. Sleep is necessary but it wont help when I attempt the Surfer's. One of the trainers on Biggest Loser (BL) said "don't try just do it.". Three words that need to leave my vocab: try, cant and hate.
With regards to the title of the entry: There are 52 weeks in a year. 3 weeks have already gone by and I haven't made enough impact. Each week I would like to do something good for someone else and for myself. And each week should find me a better person.
Food : I shall only allow 1 cheat day a week. I don't know if I should go with Sundays or Saturdays. Sundays are my rest day but Saturdays are more awesome days to cheat. I think I'll go for Sundays as cheat days.
Chat later!
xo
Mother Larder
Sunday is my cheat day. Hence the face-sized cookie.
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