Ah, well. I tried.
I jogged to and from the yard this morning....from the car which i parked at the top of the drive. Then after work I went to the gym (stef bailed out AGAIN) and Gymbitch made me run 2 miles on the treadmill...which I just managed (25mins - lots of walking tho), spent the whole time bitching at her needlessly... Especially as i think that if I hadnt done that, I would have a/ managed 3 miles (eventually) and b/ it was just unnecessary. Probably should have gone on the cross trainer too, but, lazycowitis today.
Didn't ride. Cob got a good groom instead. Getting a pedicure tomorrow, hopefully if farrier has time. I get a lie in too, so who bets I am up at 6am again?
Itchy arms. All kinds. Such an arse and utterly ridiculous.
I have a huge LONGING to get veryveryveryvery drunk. Not for any particular reason. And I'm buying Wii Fit. I'll save for it, it'll take 10 years, but I want it :brat:
So, the good - running 2 miles...and my slowest rower was 1.15m. Admittedly I did do that first before the treadmill. So, they were good.
The bad...2 slices toast & butter with steph, 1 creme egg and a bowl of posh waitrose ice cream.
The twatlike....itchy arms.
Such an ungrateful ratbag.
