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Small stone 25-1-2012

Written by amanda on 25th January 2012. Posted in River of Stones. No Comments on Small stone 25-1-2012

Sounds of Grieg gently probe each nook and corner of the room, surprised occasionally by the intermittent percussive snoring of the Golden, stretched out and dreaming; ever-so-light rhythmic clunking noises emanate from upstairs, evidence of a boy’s piano practice, headphones on; no pings or crashes, thumps or yells, not even a voice … Home … in the middle of a deep sigh.

Bugger!

Written by amanda on 24th January 2012. Posted in 12 wbt. 2 Comments on Bugger!

Took a wrong turn on Friday night. It’s now Tuesday and the downhill is getting steeper and steeper. Crap! Just spotted a ramp at the bottom and the speed at which I’m heading towards it is more than a little hair-raising. Bracing myself for a big fall! Hope to God there’s a pile of something useful to land on. A trampoline would be nice … the bounce back up would be easy, but I think I’m kidding myself. More likely going to be a big pile of poo … sounds about...

Small stone 24-1-2012

Written by amanda on 24th January 2012. Posted in River of Stones. No Comments on Small stone 24-1-2012

‘Snow’ sounds cold and somewhat negative, don’t you think? Shnee (shne-eh) sounds a lot more fun. There’s something about that word that always makes me smile – maybe because it sounds like Snow plus a couple of G&Ts.

No toys left in my cot …

Written by amanda on 23rd January 2012. Posted in 12 wbt, My Ultra Ego and Me. No Comments on No toys left in my cot …

Who says toddlers are the only ones who have tantrums? I can proudly – or not so proudly – lay claim to a massive tantrum yesterday morning. It was so bad I couldn’t even bring myself to blog yesterday. I swear I must have thrown every single toy out of my cot!! Luckily it was a seafront cot … nobody else around, which meant there was no-one else in the firing line. Lucky for them lol So I’ve been struggling with what I think is a most undeserved injury and it’s...

Small stone 23-1-2012

Written by amanda on 23rd January 2012. Posted in River of Stones. No Comments on Small stone 23-1-2012

Heaven comes in the form of Schubert’s impromptu performance accompanying the rustle and thrill of pages turning. The television is OFF! Parents and children are reading.

Small stone 22-1-2012

Written by amanda on 23rd January 2012. Posted in River of Stones. No Comments on Small stone 22-1-2012

I used to laugh at the idea of ‘listening to my body’ – Hello?? But my knee spoke to me yesterday. At 2 km it woke up, yawned and said ‘Go back to bed’, at 6 km it started to shout. At 8 km it screamed. Heard it that time!

Naughty magic!

Written by amanda on 21st January 2012. Posted in 12 wbt, Training/Challenges (various). No Comments on Naughty magic!

It was tough getting up this morning. The trouble with being really careful with one’s nutrition and training plentifully (is that a word???), is that as soon as one is invited for dinner the result is a complete and utter MESS!! Or is it?? It was ba-a-a-a-a-a-d!! I mean, I was full from the ‘nibbles’. The meal hadn’t even started!! Not good, eh? But, I have a rule that’s a very personal one – not one that would particularly suit anybody else. I don’t...

Small stone 21-1-2012

Written by amanda on 21st January 2012. Posted in River of Stones. No Comments on Small stone 21-1-2012

Dear God, Once, just bloody once, could you let me park perfectly in this tiny space even though there are people watching me? Alternatively, if you could knock the chimney off that house over there to diver their attention? I mean, come ON!!!!

J.F.D.I.

Written by amanda on 20th January 2012. Posted in 12 wbt. 1 Comment on J.F.D.I.

Who’d have thought that four letters could make the difference between a good workout and a great workout? Oh, how feeble we are. I find it absorbingly fascinating how easily our brains can decide what we should and shouldn’t do … and how easily it can be told to shut up and get a grip just as soon as we’re aware of what it’s doing. The human brain … well, mine at least … has got to be the worst-behaved, illogical and self-destructive bundle of tissue...

Small stone 20-1-2012

Written by amanda on 20th January 2012. Posted in River of Stones. No Comments on Small stone 20-1-2012

The stairs shudder under the pounding of small feet. Anger slips under the door in the form of a piece of crumpled paper. It’s ‘I-hate-you-Mummy’ time … again!