It doesn’t feel like May. It’s freezing for starters. Apparently we’re going to have the coldest May on record or something. And the rain it raineth. UK weather – I love you….
1. Time to do some mock Pilates multiple choice exams I think. And pass them obviously.
2. Finish reading Women who Run with the Wolves. It’s been sitting half read on my bedside table for a year now.
3. 3 x Pilates mentoring sessions (my last 3 before exam day!)
4. Clear out dresser drawers so you can actually find stuff in them.
5. Register for the Big Bike Ride with Himself – just the 12 miler for us I think.
April in Review
1. Study Study Study – that Pilates exam won’t pass itself! YUP starting to feel a lot more confident about this.
2. Save £100 (which means not buying Soundgarden tickets). Well, I saved the £100, I didn’t buy Soundgarden tickets. But then I bought Noel Gallagher tickets instead. The intention was there y’know.
3. Pedicure/Eyebrow Wax/Massage. DONE.
4. 2 Pilates mentoring sessions. DONE
5. Actually get around to reading The Hunger Games to see what all the fuss is about (it’s downloaded on to the Kindle). DONE – read the whole trilogy in 2 weeks and loved every minute of it.
6. Go to the beach (weather permitting – my brother claims it’s going to be snowing by Easter). See above re: weather. We were going to go on Easter Saturday but it was freezing and damp so we went to the Home Farm at Wimpole instead.
Back when I used to do the 9-5, I always found Thursdays a bit of a slog. They always seemed to drag on interminably …. waiting, waiting, waiting for the weekend. I was always exhausted by Thursday morning but Friday afternoon still seemed so very far away.
Way back when, before I met Himself, when I lived in a tiny little studio flat in North London, when I was still a yoga teacher in training, when I didn’t have to worry about spinal flexion, I used to go to a 2 hour yoga class on Thursday evening. It was at a wildly inconvenient time – the sort of time that meant either staying late at work (and believe me no-one would ever just leave you alone to play Bejewelled), or hanging around Finsbury Park for an hour, but not giving you time to go home and come out again. Neither option was particularly inviting and the number of times I nearly didn’t go were many.
But ultimately, despite being exhausted and despite having hang around for an hour, I always did go. And not just because I needed my contact hours for teacher training!
It wasn’t a particularly happy time in my life back there in my little flat in North London and my weekly yoga class marked something important to me. It marked a turning point in the week, away from the job I disliked and towards the weekend where I could be me again. But more importantly my Thursday night yoga class also marked a meeting of the nearest thing I had to a community back then. And I relished it, no matter how exhausted I was.
These days my only commitment on a Thursday is a term-time only after-school yoga class for kids. Other than that the day is my own and Fridays are my day off so in a way Thursday is my Friday now. But I still feel that sense of a turning point towards the end of the day as Himself finishes work and things begin to slow down for the weekend.
What is the highlight/lowlight of your weekly routine?
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I couldn’t decide between them.
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