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Sunday, 21 September 2025

Post-Holiday Fitness Campaign

L and the Lad both start the week moping around with post-holiday blues. She has also either picked up a cold or is simply allergic to being back at home. Despite this she declares, as she always does, that the post-holiday fitness campaign starts now and heads off to two Pilates in one day although she isn’t impressed with either of them. 

Personally, I thought we had a pretty active holiday, it’s not as if we sat for two weeks on a beach. I mean, look at the state of the Lad. He’s exhausted. 

I open the week with a committee meeting which means I miss my post-holiday fitness campaign track cycling. Then I come home and binge watch other people cycling e.g. La Vuelta. 

L’s post-holiday fitness campaign ticks up a notch on Tuesday with a gym and another Pilates class that goes down better than Monday’s although she says she aches from those tame ones that she didn’t like. The Lad has a shock to his system when he’s back at dog training for the first time since July. 

Wednesday... up another notch with a stretch class and a swim. Then on Thursday all three of us run 6.5k on the park. I’m impressed with us! Then Friday she has her PT. 

Daughter has a wellbeing afternoon on Friday which she is due to spend playing indoor golf. Unfortunately, her wellbeing is not looking forward to it. I have an entire wellbeing week next week and I’m not looking forward to that either. 

Saturday’s parkrun is at Alvaston which is their 250th and the first one for while with no mid-race dip for the Lad. Then I watch Derby lose at home to Preston with my Dad. Normal Saturday service is resumed in the evening as we’re back in the Plough. I hope it missed us.

Sunday is our usually trip to Colwick and then L comes with me and the Lad to visit my Dad as it’s his 97th birthday. We take him for a drink at the New Inn where my Dad celebrates with a Tia Maria chaser. He’s happy with his day so we take him home for a nap and then just the two of us head to the Clock Warehouse for a meal where the Sunday lunches have run out but we still get a decent meal.

 (Sunday 21st September)

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