Tuesday 19 May 2009

Blimey, its getting harder!

Hi blog readers.

Well its true, it seems to get harder and harder to pull those joggers on and shove my tee shirt over my head and slip on my trainers with a smile on my face. The very thought of doing any form or physical exercise is the very furthest thing from my mind. The vision that I have in my head is of my lovely short round red haired old nanny, bless her, who used to visit us with her bright pink thick lipstick (always took ages to rub of your face after the kisses) arms laden with bags of sweeties for us kids and a piece of chicken from the chip shop for the dog. Nan, how I miss those days!

You can see where I am going with this, right? That was a proper nan, a well round, plump nan. A nan smelling of lavender and tweed perfume, not this wonderful vision that the little stubborn one has inherited. He has a nan who looks,........ lumpy in her joggers, a pained look on her face as she faces the fact that nagging sister is on her way round to drag the lumpy bumpy old girl from her nice cosy armchair.

Nagging sister breezes through the door, loud, so very loud, I peer up to the heavens and wonder why that rain cloud is not emptying it self right this very minute. "Don't look up there, you, its not raining, and we're running" says nagging sister.....loudly. And before I had a chance to just make one comment we were off. Who's blooming idea was this anyway!!

Its a struggle, such a struggle, why does this not get any easier, is the question that rolls through my mind as we jog on to turn around lamppost, thank goodness nagging sister has not mentioned going further than this, and still the only enjoyment I have is watching nagging sister wave her arms wildly at and trying to run from the flying beasts, whom I regard as my army now, "ha ha ha" that was an evil laugh by the way. Nagging sister tells me all the latest goss as I listen intently looking to see if she is watching me too, just so that I can walk some of the way. I did manage at few walking paces but when nagging sister had to stop talking to draw breath she saw me and pushed me on. We arrive at the leafy "Dogs doing" ally and half way through here I can see turnaround lamppost, that's it I am just going for it, the sooner I get there the sooner I can get home, and I put on a bit of speed, which I must add seem to impress nagging sister, of course by now there is not a breath left in my body whereas nagging sister is only half way through giving me all the latest goss looking like she can do this all day long!

The jog back was uneventful, only now I was asking the rain not too come, it did look as if it would pour down, my house looked so welcoming, as I reached the last leg of our jog, of course nagging sister still insists we sprint this part. I tried with all the breath (which was just a thimble full left) to get there as fast as I could, "Keep going old girl, keep going old girl" was what I was saying to my self, "Come on faster, keep going" shouts nagging sister as she relaxes on MY wall, GRRRRRRRR

The vision that the poor stubborn one is greeted with is this wretched, black and pink thing, gasping for air with sweat pouring from her very pink face. Certainly not the traditional nanny.

Wednesday 6 May 2009

No Blogging But Jogging!

Hello blog spotters, Yes its true, I have been jogging, but as you can plainly see I have not been blogging. I would love to be able to tell you that I have been busy doing all sorts of stuff, i.e. more running, more exercise more physical activities, anything but what I am about to say now. I was too lazy to write! Yep that's it, all my achievements which I know I should be bragging about, I should be putting pen to paper.... erm I mean fingers to keyboard and boasting about the brilliant way that I am trying to overcome my lazyitus, should be written down here for all to read (and gets some well well earned back patting).

Confessions over, now to the good bits, bad bits, it depends on where you are in the gist of things. Nagging sister has been dutiful in her quest to cure me of my lazyitus, dragging my fat clad body out for a run/jog/walk/crawl to the taunting teasing turnaround lamppost and back. My times have really gone down hill lately. I can only assume its because I am now getting up a whole hour and half earlier than I used to due to work commitments! (excuses always help the cause)The energy that I used to have seems to be buried under my duvet nowadays! But still I am out there jogging, and this time of year does give me a sense of well being and fun as nagging sister screams at all the flying insects and flails her arms and legs it seems at them. Mind you one particular day I found myself joining her in this strange ritual, there were hundreds of horse flies flying directly over our path, no I don't study the nasty little creatures, some kindly woman pointed them out as we were heading back into the cloud of yucky things. They are black shiny winged creatures, obviously they had a nagging sister telling them to fly, fly fly, because they were not shifting as we went through them.

New recruit has once again joined the fold, I can't call her new recruit anymore as she has been with us for a whole year now, I will refer to her as Victim 2 (me being the original victim of nagging sister). Nagging sister and Victim 2 arrived at my door, Victim 2 looking lovely in her joggers complete with her water bottle (such at sensible girl) and nagging sister, looking, (grrrr) lovely as usual, me? I opened the door in my shrunken un ironed joggers, holey tee shirt complete with puke spot left by my adorable stubborn one. Needless to say both nagging sister and Vic 2 were amused by this sight.

But at last I have my Alie back. She will certainly slow things down now, and that lovely walk that she will no doubt do on the way to turn around lamppost. HMPF!! Walk, Walk, Victim 2 Walk! How that woman managed to jog the whole mile (and a bit) without stopping I don't know. She hasn't done any jogging since we did the race for life last year and yet here she is jogging the whole way. I was looking, (well I could hardly breath let along whisper to her to STOP! HAVE A WALK! PLEASE!) at her to slow down, Do you know what that woman said to me? She said "Sorry" and carried on jogging. "Good for you" encourages nagging sister and then that just gave her the ammunition to fire at me"Come on, Victim 2 hasn't done this since last year and you have had several runs up here, come on, get a move on, get those knees up, no stopping" and all the while she is nagging me she is pushing me along trying to catch up to Victim 2.

Our time that day wasn't brilliant, well we had a lot of chatting to do when we got to turnaround lamppost, we stayed a little bit longer than usual, and when we got back after collapsing on the sofas I did congratulate vic 2, well, she really did do well.

p.s.

I was supposed to go cycing today, but I had an unexpected work day today, but nagging sister just rang me up to tell me how far her and Vic 2 had got on their bike ride, I just fell off my chair when she said that they didn't even make it the pre-arrnaged meeting place (as noted in other older blogs) and Vic 2 acutuall walked beside her bike, he he he he, ha ha ha ha, oh my, they did cheer me up. :-D