Before this river, there comes an ocean*
Good morning world and welcome to another day here on Planet Magnet. Today as you are probably aware is Sunday. The day of rest. The day when we visit family, eat roast dinners, take long walks, tinker with our cars, wash our cars, attempt that often promised bit of D.I.Y or do what many others do – relax.
However, today I don’t have time for relaxing. I have a busy schedule and need to get on with it if I am to fit it all in.
Yesterday I managed to get to the gym and try another TRX routine along with some cardio work on the cross trainer (elliptical machine). That was all I managed. I am finding that the several week layoff has had an impact on my fitness so I would like to repeat this at some point today just so I can get as much practise as I can before my final lesson in the morning and being instructed on my complete routine. Yesterday I also took the liberty of booking some running training with one of the instructors so this Friday will see me finally pull on those new running shoes and test them out although hopefully not to destruction – of either the trainers OR myself.
The dog and I are due a walk after a very fractious evening of fireworks. I had planned to take Archie up to my mothers house before I went to last nights party, however all of these plans were changed when some idiots (the only way I can describe them – others might think they are perfectly wonderful people) started letting off fireworks in the place where I live and the ensuing noise could have blown out the windows! To say that Archie was nearly beside himself was an understatement. He was rigid with fear and shaking. He wouldn’t move and no amount of cajoling could get him to go outside to the car in order to make the journey up to the quiet of mums house.
Now I know and honestly believe that people are entitled to do what they want at their own homes but fireworks at 6pm? Really? I would also have thought that there be a law about where some of these fireworks should be allowed to be set off. These things sounded like industrial sized fireworks and where you have crescent shaped high buildings all that happens is the noise does not escape it simply reverberates around every face of every building. Again I don’t want to be a kill joy but bloody hell, it was too loud for me so god knows what little Archie thought of it. When finally the noise stopped and Archie had stopped shaking and had a heart rate resembling anything normal, it was too late for the Bonfire Party so we ended up just staying in and watching TV. I know its not the most exciting thing to do on a Saturday night, especially when there was the chance of socialising with friends but we enjoyed ourselves having a snuggle on the sofa, bad breath not withstanding – Archies NOT mine…. 😉
Anyway, as a special treat, he and I will go for a nice walk this morning. I have no idea where as yet because I have not planned anything. To be honest, we may just walk one of our tried and tested routes, but when we do this there is no point in taking pictures and repeating previous walks for you guys here on the blog. I suppose I shall cross that bridge when I come to it and have a think over breakfast. This afternoon is also a friends birthday celebration so I shall make a concerted effort to go and see him. This will be in a very famous pub called Jude the Obscure set amidst the dreaming spires of Oxford. The best bit about this though is the fact that the football will be on so I shall be able to take that in along with wishing my friend well. Once again I shall refrain from drinking and shall do this by virtue of the fact I shall be driving to the event because buses on a Sunday here in dear old Blighty are still running on a timetable from before the war.
So a busy day, let’s see if tomorrow I can actually report on any of it at all….. 😉
And now for something completely different. I would like to talk about today’s title and the elephant in the room.
As the song goes I’ve got to have a little faith in myself and a little faith in other people. I’m not talking about the Holy kind of faith, I am merely repeating George Michaels lyrics.
So close yet still so far.
I honestly thought that with the amount of traffic I have had through the site over the past two days I would have gotten to the point where I had hit that magical 500 followers mark, but I have not been able to tip over into the the long awaited landmark number. As you know this weekend has been quite a weekend for traffic on the site and for all of those who read and voted, I thank you; And I know this traffic wasn’t about me getting my readership up or hitting that magical 500 figure, but it would have been nice. Now I suppose I shall just have to wait for it to happen naturally through the week but that is okay.
Seriously it really is okay, because when you think about it, when I started the blog back in January, I had no idea what I was going to be writing about. I had no idea what form any of it would take and I had no idea that people would like it it enough to follow it and even at times comment. But all of these things have happened. I have been lucky enough to be accepted into this wonderful WordPress community and lucky enough to share my trials and tribulations with others who actually do care about what I write, how I feel and what I am doing.
So, to put things into perspective, I have nothing to moan about at all. I am going to have a great day filled with lots of busy activities. I am going to see friends and I shall also get to see the football (soccer) a game that hopefully my team will get the result we need against our local rivals in the North London Derby match.
So who cares if its 4999, 4999, 49 or even 4.9 people following. As long as someone is reading then everything else is just Gravy!
Have a wonderful day everyone.
Stay out of the fridge.
P.s, you would never believe it BUT I posted this article and the minute I did, the followers hit 500!!!
*George Michael – Faith