Monday, January 30, 2012

Where did January go?

2012 didn't have the most auspicious start - New Year's Day was mared by a mean head cold which sent me back to bed at 2pm.  And no, I hadn't been celebrating excessively the night before.  The following day wasn't much better. Scott, Horatio and I hit the road home to Scotland, a journey which lasted a ridiculous 12 hours or so. 

I was determined to approach the new year and dullest month ever with new resolve and positive outlook.  Things needed rationalising in the house.  Work required a more positive and can-do attitude.  Running... ran out of my life in December and had to make a reappearance soon..

Then the reality of January hit.  Boy, what a dreary and tough month is January.  Even the sun can't be bothered to get out of bed.  No matter what mind games I play on myself, it's still a slog to crawl out from under the duvet in the morning.

Right, enough whinging.  It's 30 January.  We have survived.  Let's focus on the positives:

  • we have a new Nespresso machine - this greatly facilitates early mornings.  I can especially recommend the fortissio lungo
  • the weather has been rather kind of late (ignoring the hurricanes) and I've been able to cycle into work most days
  • our wood burning stove is going strong and Horatio loves it (yes, he's using a log as a pillow)


  • my running is coming back (did a 14 miler on Saturday and then raced the Borders Cross Country on Sunday down in Berwick)

(thanks Peter for the photo)
  • The day after tomorrow is February and the sun will rise at 08.09
  • We go on holiday to the Lakes in 12 days time and we're staying in Steam Train Cottage
  • My twin sis comes to visit on 23 February! 

2 comments:

Yak Hunter said...

You forgot to mention you were third at the cross-country. I realised this morning that I'd probably miss you as I was leaving later than before. God it was cold though. Here's to some superb running adventures in the near future!

Bouncing Bertie said...

Hey, Horatio, excellent positioning right by the fire there. If you're really lucky, they'll eventually give you a pillow instead of the log.
Toodle pip!
Bertie.