So here we are, ten weeks in, and just under the halfway point, weight-wise, and I’m a happy camper.
This week has been crazy busy (just for a change of pace). We’ve had parent-teacher conferences, P&C meetings, fundraising committee meetings (the school’s major fundraiser this year is a cookbook, for which I have been volunteered as the person in charge of collecting, collating and formatting all the recipes ready for printing. By the way, you’ll all be wanting a copy, right?), yesterday I worked in the canteen and had my brain well and truly picked by the new canteen manager regarding last year’s carnival, and today I went shopping in Orange. With all this going on, I somehow managed to squeeze in a couple of workouts, but not nearly as much exercise as I’d like.
Tomorrow is supposed to be the Athletics Carnival. I say supposed, because the forecast is for 6*C (42.3*F) and thunderstorms. It wouldn’t be a school Athletics Carnival if it wasn’t rained out at least once. I’m rostered on for working in the canteen, as well as the anticipated hilarity of watching Sasquatch in the Egg & Spoon race and Under & Over Ball, and all the other novelty events that the littlies do every year. Boyo, of course, has much more serious stuff to do: proper track and field events, like Discus, Shot-Put, Long-Jump and High-Jump. He’s very excited. I’ll endeavour to get pics for your edification and amusement.
Assuming it goes ahead. [Looks out the window at the grey and louring sky and laughs sardonically.]
