Juneathon 17, 18 and 19/30

It’s never a good sign when I start lumping together Athon posts. Not only does it mean that I have missed the 24 hour ‘blogging’ deadline, but also that the ‘jogging’ part of the deal has gone a bit awry as well.

It started on Wednesday. I am normally off work on a Wednesday, but had swapped my days so that I could go to a meeting. So instead of a lovely day with Mini-Ginge, looking at ducks, playing in dirt and eating all of the grapes in the house, I was at my desk for 8. Whether or not my body knew that something was up and started to rebel, I don’t know, but I was knackered by 5. So much so that I fell asleep during Sarah and Duck (quack) – now I love Sarah and Duck, but I couldn’t keep my eyes open. It was only a brief nap and I was woken by the sense of a small, thumb-sucking presence who had appeared next to me. Staring. He went to bed, I had my tea, he decided that he needed to read another five books before he would go to sleep, Ginge was home about 9 ish and I was in bed by half past. I managed about a page of my book and I was gone.

Thursday I was off and managed to fit in three miles after Mini-Ginge had gone to his grandparents’ and before I was due to be picked up to go to our staff awards dinner. Due to a hint of procrastination (procrastination is actually far too smart a word, I was just arsing around with twitter), by the time I had run and arrived home, I had 40 minutes to get myself ready. On the plus side, I definitely didn’t need to bother with blusher, on the minus side, my make up slid off my red sweaty face like a beige avalanche. Sadly we didn’t win our award, but I did manage to get into a lovely frock that I haven’t been able to zip up for at least two years. So go me.

Tonight was the last of Ginge’s late nights. Phew. Mini-Ginge was collected, fed, watered, read to, pyjama-clad and put to bed, leaving me time to listen to The Archers, do the washing up and do day three of bootcamp. I’m possibly not doing this justice by missing a couple of days but I think I genuinely did need the rest on Wednesday and I found it hard to squeeze in a run and bootcamp yesterday (I made a pair of pyjama bottoms for Mini-Ginge while he was asleep, so I could have done it then, but they are fabulous pyjamas). I actually quite enjoy them, I’m feeling more confident that I’m not doing them completely wrong (even if I am quite wobbly and wonky) and it’s nice to do something different without even leaving the house.

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