'Number 18: Hanging washing outside to dry' has been the most momentous fail, and upon further consideration, the addictive feeling of being on top of the washing is too good to pass up, so I'm reverting to the clothes dryer. I need to be time efficient, and hanging washing out is not time efficient. Maybe if we still had the usual budget constraints then there would be good incentive to avoid using the dryer, but it's fast and free, and unless I get the washing happening on a more regular and timely basis there will end up being large stretches of the week during which Team Hotchick has to get about naked while they wait for their clothes to dry.
Soooo, it's gone. Boom. Sorry, environment.
Should I replace it with another? I mean, I'd hate to admit that I probably need to clean up my language a bit, but maybe that would be a good replacement. Those sneaky little swears just seem to keep %$@*ing slipping out, these days.
Went to the gym today and did a really wussy job of some ball squats (they sound rude but they are nothing to do with testicles) and a satisfactory number of tummy crunches, all the while chatting to a mate. The guy who does our kickboxing class was cleaning the equipment, and he laughed at us and shook his head, and I was led to recall his comment from last night's (killer) kickboxing session - "If you aren't puffing, crying and sweating then you aren't working hard enough to do any good!" He is probably right, but I reasoned that as I'm still in the process of getting addicted to the gym, I'm trying to make my experience of it as pleasant as possible. Tried to do 10kg leg curls, and instantly got a very loud, clear message from the muscle fibres in my thighs: Stop. We don't do this.
I know that resistance builds strength - in all areas of life - but if only there was a way to make resistance feel a little bit less, well, resistant. It's okay at the gym, because if you are feeling like a pansy you can just shift the little doovey-whacker in the weights a few notches up (or down) and lighten the load instantly. Then you continue to work out, so that for all intents and purposes it looks to the people around you like you had it on the wrong setting to start with, and not just like you're pathetic. Well, where's the one of those that you can fiddle with to change the challenges of life up or down a few pegs? Wouldn't it be tops to think, 'oh, I'm having a bit of an off day today, so I'll just take it easy and drop this thing back a few less children/chores/interruptions/idiotic people.' One can dream...
Must go and give a lizard a bath. (!!!) Toodle-oo,
M xx
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