I think that because A is still not home I am keen to get out the house and do something. When he left two weeks ago, the plan was that they would be home yesterday. No such luck - they are HOPING to be home by Friday !!!!! Jeez, as much as I enjoy spending time with K and doing things with her, I miss him so much and can't wait for him to get home again.
I have really enjoyed the runs that I have had since Sunday. I still need to work on my breathing because I am nowhere near as good at that as I was before my knee injury. I can feel when my breathing is going well how much better I run so I am making that a priority when I run - concentrate on my breathing and let my legs take care of themselves !
Tomorrow I plan to run to my folks who live (I think) about 5km away from us - not sure exactly but am guessing that is about how far it is. When I get there, hopefully they will be there, because I am going to see if they will drop me back at home as I won't be able to run home again after that (not yet anyway - give me a couple more
When I get home I am going to get these bloody tax returns finished. I started them on Easter Friday but was missing stuff and so just gave up. Now that I have managed to locate everything I need, I just have to bloody well do them. The incentive for me is that I have said I can read for the rest of the day - ONCE THEY ARE DONE !!!! And, my book is getting really interesting so a good incentive I hope.
My trainer was really good tonight - worked me quite hard - especially picked on my form which is always good because otherwise sometimes I think I just slack off a little. He commented on how much smaller I looked which was nice because I didn't think that I was any smaller than the last time I saw him over 10 days ago.
To those people who read this in Australia or New Zealand, I hope you have a wonderful Anzac Day tomorrow - I won't be going to any services but I will give thanks for the wonderful people in the armed forces who protect this fantastic country that I live in.
TFTD : Stop trying to fit in when you were born to stand out.