What's up (with me), Doc?

Dear Readers

I can see that I seriously need to pull my blogsocks up...

I could blame it on our (10 weeks so far, will it never end?!) bathroom remodel. A remodel that spilled over and involved completely redecorating our master bedroom. Or our upcoming Copper Wedding extravaganza (involving the coordination of swanky, hep cat nightclub, catered food with a retro Danish theme, an appearance by Denmark's finest rockband, a DJ who will play exactly what we want and invitations going out to circa 150 friends and family around the globe). And school events/after school club activities that make my head spin - even when they are written down in the diary. But that would just be making excuses!

Truth to tell, I woke up Monday morning and wanted to cry. Felt completely out of sorts. (Yes, I may have a cynical sense of humour, but I am usually the eternal optimist...) My running friends had to cancel on me and I was => _ <= this close to jacking it in. Then my own good advice came back to haunt me...yes, I'm great at dishing out good advice - just not so good at following it myself! How many times have I told my friends this chesnut?

The days you want to drop exercise are the very days you need it.

Ha! So on the spur of the moment I ran out the door, determined to run longer than I ever have before. The sun shone, waves crashed on the sea, I smiled at the old ladies who were winterbathing, the wind threatened to blow me and the dogwalkers away, I ran past the morning queues of cars, past the sultry bakers shops, past the strange old houses (stopped to take a photo of one with hieroglyphs on the side), shouted 'God morgen!' to the road workers. And turned my iPod up to eleven... :)

Yes - cue the cliché - I came home a different person. (I ran over 7k...go moi!) The water gods smiled down on me and my 140 kg (22 st) bath arrived and was lifted up to the first floor by two Danish removal men who deserve a place in the Guiness Book of Records. And I decided that I really, really need to go back to writing blogposts every day (or at least every other day). For my own good. It's therapeutic. Brings out the best in me.

Anyway, that's all for today. I'm sitting with the laptop at the local library while DS8 and her friend are at the Kids Cinema Club next door and now the battery's running out... Time for me to grab a coffee!

Have a wonderful Wednesday! :)