Thursday, 19 August 2010

They said it would be hard work...

I have had a couple of days getting it all done... dog walking, various stimulating activities for madam, home cooked food and chores etc. This flurry of activity is quickly followed by  what marathoners call 'hitting the wall'. I laid down several times during an hour long ironing session just get through it last night. I crawled into a hot bath at ten, which worked wonders. I did a big sneeze during said bath and heard a sleepy little voice saying 'achoo' through the wall. When I got out of the bath feeling better I looked in the mirror to see Mickey Rourke in Iron Man 2 staring back. The pigmentation on my face means it always looks kind of grubby and tired... must have a search for some brightening products next time I am in Boots.

Have just started reading a book by a mum of four who ran a marathon. I really want to start running again. It feels unachievable at the moment (obviously the next ten weeks are off limits anyway). I seem to be busy from the time I get up until half eight by which time I am exhausted and just sit on the couch. That's without a new baby and the whole breast feeding lactic acid thing. This woman (Julia Williams) has the argument that it is stress relieving and some of the only time she gets for herself. We shall see how things pan out when junior arrives...

I feel proud that I am managing to achieve what I do without cleaners and nannies etc. The worry is that when I have run myself into the ground and develop some dreadful illness will it have been worth it? I think I am just feeling sorry for myself because I am working a night shift tonight... bugger.

I should try and get some sleep really. My mum is an absolute life saver, she has taken Freya for the afternoon while I rest before the night shift tonight. I'd better not waste the opportunity. Be back tomorrow to show off Smelly Bill's new hairdo! Here's the before picture...


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