Monday 19 May 2008

Monday Moaning!

Hi blog readers, Its Monday again, and I have no little fella to pick up from nursery but I still had to do the jog with nagging sister and new recruit this morning. I had some fantastic ideas of what I really wanted to do, and that was to stay in bed under the duvet and have a glorious lay in.

But before I tell you about today let me tell you all about our cycle ride on Wednesday 14th May. Nagging sister had managed to blag a bike for new recruit to come riding with us, no doubt she went into nag overdrive and convinced some poor mother to let her borrow her sons bike, 'Its for charity!' I can imagine her saying to the poor mother.'We need to get new recruit into shape for the run in two weeks or so' So the poor mother gave new recruit the bike to loan, new recruit has said that she hasn't been on a bike for years, and was just scowling and nagging sister hoping against hope that the poor mother wouldn't buckle under the relentless nagging, like so many of us have up to now.

We all arranged to meet at the pre arranged meeting point, but I was running a little late, what with taking kids to school and nursery, and then getting back to pick up my bike to ride to the meeting point, but when I got there much to my amusement was nagging sister and new recruit fiddling with the loaned bikes wheel.
'*******' Was all I heard from nagging sisters mouth, 'Why did I offer to pump up the tyre' She says, 'It only needed a little bit more air but I have let all the air out now, stupid bloomin bike pump' New recruit was just looking at her with an amused look on her face. 'Give it here' I said to nagging sister, but even I couldn't work out the stupid bike pump. So there we were, three girls, three bikes, two pumps, and no idea how to get air into the one flat tyre.

'There is only one thing for it' says nagging sister 'I am going to have to ride home, put my bike in the car and get the old fashioned pump out of the garage to see if that will do it' both me and new recruit didn't disagree with that, we just sat down as we waved her goodbye. But as with our luck that day, the rain came, OK it was only a couple of drops and not really enough to stop us going for our bike ride, but still there it was, the damp air, curling up my straight hair. While nagging sister was away we desperately tried to pump up the tyre, just to teach her a lesson about not being so helpful in future, but we couldn't. Then we saw a fellow cyclist and asked her if she had a pump and much to our delight she did! And it was the old fashioned type, you know the one with the little tubey bit at the end, and it did fit! Just as we were about to fix it, nagging sister rolled up in her car, with two pumps. Darn it, I so wanted it to be ready by the time she came back. But just as we were about to say bye to the fellow cyclist, nagging sister suggested she waits, just in case her pump didn't fit. Darn why didn't I think like that, too busy trying to get one up on sister probably, but you guessed it, nagging sisters didn't fit, and so the other lady stayed with us while we pumped up new recruits loaned bikes tyre. Our goodbyes said, and nagging sister just parking up her car and about to get her bike out of it, when new recruit noticed that the newly pumped up tyre, was now flat as a pancake again. 'See, see, it wasn't me that flattened it by being helpful, it has a puncture!!' By this time new recruit has vowed never to go riding again, and now time had run out for me to do the bike ride and get back in time to pick the little fella up from nursery. There was only one thing left to do, I go home, new recruit and nagging sister bung the flat tyred bike in the back on the car and go and take it to a MAN who can fix it.

But today's jog with nagging sister went rather well, we did her two mile stint around her block, the one that she takes new recruit on, of course nagging sister is telling me, again, how far new recruit gets to, so I had to pull out all the stops and try and beat new recruit and keep it beaten for ages, just to shut up nagging sister. We completed the two miles in about thirty minutes, which was very good for me, considering this morning, the only thoughts occupying my mind was staying in bed, under the duvet and drifting off to far and pleasant lands and activities. Sigh!

Monday 12 May 2008

What a glorious Day????

Hi blog readers. Yes I am back on nagging sisters computer to let you all know about our progress.

Its a beautiful sunny day, it just makes you want to be out in the sunshine............but not jogging. Have you ever tried jogging in the heat, it's a killer. I thought jogging in the snow was awful, but I got over it, then I jogged in the rain, something I said I never would do because I don't want my hair to curl, but nagging sisters nagging was on top form and I was out in the rain. Roll on the sunshine I said to myself. Boy how naive am I. The heat just begs you to sit out in it and not knock your socks off running!

So there we are, nagging sister, new recruit and me, bottles of water in hand looking at the expanse of park that nagging sister has taken us to. 'This is where we are going to jog today, twice round the park' Both me and new recruit were almost delirious with the thought of going round once let alone twice. We were informed by a chap before that the path around the park is about 1.2 miles, over two miles nagging sister wants us to jog, in the heat!

We start off a nice leisurely pace, water bottles full, ice cooling our drinks for us, but still, that path, it looks so far. Gently jogging now and the banter is gently directed at nagging sister, oh it feels so good to have an understanding jogger with me, nagging sister just a head of us nagging! 'Come on ladies, pick up the pace, get that heart beat going' Both new recruit and me thought that we were doing well considering the heat, but nagging sister wasn't satisfied.

By the time we get half way round the first lap, my water was virtually gone, and the thought of doing another lap was so far from my mind. And what was making it worse was all the "profesional" joggers over taking us and looking as if they were out for a Sunday afternoon stroll. My face was set to explode it was so hot, the sweat pouring into my eyes making it difficult to see the next tree or changing room to jog to. I look across to naggng sister, not a drop of sweat from her, make up, lippy, masacara all perfectly painted on to her non red sweaty face. I felt so much better when I looked at new recruit. There was not a sound coming from her, just sweat running down her red face. Both of us looking at each other thinking 'Why on earth are we doing this' Then new recruit said 'I bet you mum is up there looking down on us right now saying, "why don't you just go and sponsor someone else instead"' Well that made us laugh and even gave us more energy to carry on jogging as we thought about our mum.

First lap finished, and the second lap looking like a japanse indurance game show round, nagging sister let us have two minuets rest. Two minutes! I want at least Two hours! This really does seem an impossible feat. But the Race for life is coming up, we still got to reach our target of three miles, and so I push my self out to start the second lap. At least the people we pass this time round will be the same and they will know that we are 'professional' joggers as we lap them on our second lap. I must admit, (but not to nagging sister) I felt good at doing the second lap, as last time round this park, new recruit and me sat in the car waiting for nagging sister to come back from her rain soaked second lap)

It felt so good to see the gate at the end of the second lap, carrying my empty water bottle, and now desperatly wanting the 'ladies rest room' 'Come on will sprint to the car from here' Says non sweaty beatifully made up, skinny non red faced nagging sister. What me and new recruit said was unprintable but I shall let your imaginations go to work.

But on the other hand my blog readers, the scales have finally started to tell me that I am doing something right, twelve stone and 4 pounds this morning! thats a loss of nine and three quater pounds loss, Yippee!