Well insomnia ruled the bed last night so today’s post will be about a lot of random things that I thought about last night. The reason for the insomnia is that the three toes that are purple and black is really sore to the touch and it does not matter which way I lie in bed the toes will touch something and it will hurt.
So here goes with all the other stuff I have on my heart this morning.
How do women step out of the house in the mornings and look absolutely perfect. I think I must be one of the most gauche people I know. I can never follow all the steps in the mornings, I invariably forget something be it perfume, make up, to brush my hair, not to wear the uncomfortable bra etc etc. Ohh and lets not forget wearing white trousers and then the dog will jump up on me with muddy paws! This morning I was quite proud of myself because I really thought I’ve remembered everything. Well that was until I looked over at Zoe – unbrushed hair and unbrushed teeth and I didn’t clean her newly pierced ears either. Luckily we were just outside the house when I saw all of this, so we rushed back in the house to do all those things for her.
I’m also the person that would colour their hair and the walk around the next day, go to work functions, meet a friend for coffee, go shopping at Eastgate only to realise the evening before bed that my ears are purple from the colouring of my hair and it did not wash off properly!!
And then the curse of an Afrikaans person. I have all these lovely English words floating around in my head – English does have some wonderfully complex and interesting words. Only problem is that I can’t use in conversations because I do not know how to pronounce it and I can not use when writing because nine times out of ten I spell it so badly that even the spell checker on word does not know what to do with the word!! Bahhh humbug.
Last night I also had an epiphany ( you see here I want to use a nice word again and to be quite frank – this is the spelling Word gave me but I’m not too certain this is right) – anyway – since doing the Wildrun I really just feel flat and unsatisfied with no sense of accomplishment or pride. People keep on congratulating me and telling me how proud they are and I just can not understand why.
Well last night I realised it is because I do not feel I’ve given my best on this run. On all marathons, ultra marathons and especially Comrades I could always say that I’ve given my all and I couldn’t have done any better. However on this Wildrun I went in completely undertrained and we really did not manage ourselves well on the run.
We did not hydrate properly, eat enough, used enough energy gels and that all resulted in some very poor times that does not reflect our true ability. For experienced runners we were very stupid and ignorant. And for that reason and that reason alone I suppose we’ll have to go back to do it again. That is if Ouma would be prepared to watch Zoe for us again.
And that is why I don’t even feel like writing about day 2 and day 3 of the run – it was just not the way it was meant to be and we were really just out of our depth at all.
Lastly before this post gets really boring and rambling. How the hell are we going to keep on coping with the rise in food, petrol, electricity etc etc. Yesterday I went to Pick ‘n Pay quickly and OK I do admit that I’ve lost control a little bit and bought a few luxury items including the Mary Poppins DVD but what would normally be about R400 turned into a R800 shopping trip. Grrrrrr, grrr.
Well the ungrateful role model seems to have taken the day off again – she has decided that working a 5 day week (well she only works half day) is just too stressful and therefore she will take a day off each week. However we would never know beforehand which day she’ll decide to take off.
Tomorrow is cake day again. Yes I’ve made the stupid decision in July to bring something to work every Friday. Now it is expected and I’ve lost my enthusiam but I’ve got to soldier on. I better go and google a few recipes to see what I can bake tomorrow. My Angel in England has send me a lovely recipe for no bake oats cookies but now I wonder if this lot here will be happy with that. However beggars can’t be choosers can they.
And now I better get some work done.