All Eventualities

I’m on the bike today which was much easier than expected. L isn’t impressed though, she’s too morose about her own exercise regime. Which she describes as... Nothing. Zilch. Zero. She’s not even brought her bag of all-eventualities kit to work. In fact, not carrying the all-eventualities bag will probably benefit her back no end. I tell her to reward herself with a glass of wine later.

My new trainers are waiting for me at work when I get in today. I shall try them out this weekend. We also have my masseur over again tonight, making last minute preparations to my calves for next weekend.

While on my way home my phone beeps. ‘boobs sorted’. It’s not often you get a text like that. L’s been to get measured. I did offer but I don’t think she thinks I’m professional enough.

My masseur follows me in as I cycle home. Clearly he’s keen to get started. 

(Friday 6^th October)

A Reoccurring Problem

This morning L parkruns at Forest Rec and then gets the train over to the dog show.

I am there for 7am to finish last minute preparations and to get in position early to attempt to park all the cars tidily so we don’t the chaos that the organisers of last week’s show had.

Our show is exhausting but it is a resounding success. When I get home afterwards the internet is abuzz with generous comments.

It was high grade show that wasn’t aimed at MD but he did get one run and did ok. Only problem was that he had the first pole down again. That is becoming a reoccurring problem.

I’m pretty knackered but a few beers are called for so we head off to the Horse and Jockey.

(Saturday 30^th January)