Wow, it’s so late and I was about to go to bed when I remembered that a) I had planned on showering first and b) surprise surprise, I hadn’t done today’s scribble yet.

Well folks, you’re not going to get much out of me tonight. Today was a day off and I barely even went outside except for some sunshine in the morning, otherwise, I was in my pajamas the whole day, aside from when I swapped them for tracksuit pants so I could do some yoga and try a few HIIT videos on youtube.

The weird thing is that the idea of doing one of those videos seemed easier to me than taking the dogs off up the hill. Why is that? Cause they’re pretty much the exact same; cardio blast extraordinaire.

My back actually hurts from all the back-bends I did yesterday and today but it’s ok, it’s sweet pain, the kind when your muscles hurt from being worked properly for the first time in ages.

That’s a nice feeling. What’s not a nice feeling is when you do something to your shoulder (which is already weak this past year since developing a niggling muscle problem there) and suddenly you lift your arm to take a cup out of the cupboard or to brush your hair and a fiery stab of pain shoots up the shoulder making you both yell and drop your arm instantaneously.

That was yesterday. Today it’s not at that level but still feels funny. What do I be doing to my body to cause these bizarre problems? That and the adductor muscle problem which occurred in 2015 and for which I had several sessions of physio… neither one of them has cleared up despite plenty of time and rest since they first appeared.

Maybe I’m just getting old? Or falling apart at the seams? I sure do feel like that emotionally at times (usually every four weeks or so).

Anyway, it’s shower time and then bed time because despite having a fairly relaxing day, I’m pooped.

Ciao darlings!

Lizzie xxxx