The Camera Shy Dragonfly…………….

So hubby survived the lads  night out relatively unscathed and home by half past one – lightweight. I lasted until 3 o clock the last time I went out!!! Alas he didn’t awake refreshed enough to go out for our weekly bike ride, but a fry-up at the local garden centre gave him enough energy to do the ironing before he retired to the sofa for a rest. Meanwhile Jack and I took full advantage of the glorious weather and headed out to the local nature park.

It was a lovely walk and Jack spent time catapulting any thing that moved while I went and played with my camera, although I got some ok shots I failed in my mission to get the dragonfly I was after – every time I got the flaming thing in shot it flew off – I lost patience in the end. Maybe I should stick to the rugby photos…..

Once home it was time to give my reassembled cross trainer a go. With running still a no go I need to do something else and I’m now glad I didn’t sell it when I bought my treadmill – who needs to go to the gym, I’ve got it all. So how was it…….bloody hard work. I used to be able to do hours on it, I managed 10 minutes. It’s a start, just not the one I wanted.

Feeling like an unfit lump of lard

Cycling and Cross trainer tomorrow

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On the Hunt for Spike Island with the Catapult Kids……………….

The Catapult Kids

So with another walk and run under my belt my CBA syndrome has definitely been kicked into touch – for the time being at any rate. However my new-found love of cycling and walking is now causing me to suffer from ‘my legs don’t belong to me’ syndrome – not a good look. It’s pretty similar to the feeling you get the day after running after a marathon – you know your feet are on the floor but you can’t actually feel them – I’m sure it will ease off in a few days!!

Todays walk was with a nearly 11 and a 12 year old in tow, Jack had his friend round for the day and I decided a picnic in the local nature park was a good way of splitting the day up. It was also a good excuse for me to try and find Spike Island, a monument that must be well hidden as I’ve yet to find it.

  When we called to pick Alfie up he had something new and amazing to show us. Ipad, Xbox PS3……………..? Nope nothing new or fangled just a good old-fashioned CATAPULT. Now Jack had hours of fun at a recent BBQ with a catapult, its amazing how far overBBQ’d sausages fly. He was so impressed that he was going to stick one on his Crimbo List – hell of a lot cheaper than last years iPhone – he’ll do for me. After today I think we’ll be buying one a lot sooner than christmas.

Once I’d made the picnic we headed of on the mileish walk to the park, Alfie with his catapult and Jack with his recently acquired rope (see last weeks blog) that stinks of sheep, wrapped over his shoulder and round his waist – they looked like the lost boys!! I followed on behind, dragging the cool bag (have you tried filling 2 growing rugby lads – loads of snap needed!) my camera and the waterproofs! The plan to split the day up went out of the window – we spent nearly all day there. Catapulting anything and everything in sight and trying to lasso what they missed with the rope – who needs technology. Get your kids outside!

So with the kids engrossed I played with my camera – more practise is still needed but I did get a shot off the day – well I think it’s good.

My ‘Shot of the Day’

After all the fun,it was time for tea – a well-earned one before I dropped the lads at rugby training and went for a run with my mate – a bloody good run it was too.

A great day out -we never found Spike Island!!!

A visit to the catapult shop tomorrow

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Clothes, Catapults and Cops

Day two of the Olympics and the favourite sport for the men in the Earnshaw household……Beach Volleyball (womens) Any guesses as to why??? Is there really any need to wear so little clothing – I’ve got bigger underwear and why do they need tape sticking on their arse to help their muscles – come on!!! What’s wrong with navy blue knickers and white vest -thats what we used to wear when playing volleyball at school, but then we had no beach………

So after surviving the never ending opening ceremony we are now suffering from Olympic overload – this red button thing is causing havoc with me trying to get things done – you can watch anything at anytime. Mind you I did spend 10 minutes chunttering at my brothers cos there was no sound on the gymnastics – I don’t suppose there will be when the tellys on mute – thanks bro – you could have told me!!

To be honest there was never going to be much chance of me doing anything this weekend – 2 late nights in a row has nearly killed me off – I’m rubbish at this partying lark!! Last night saw us at a friends BBQ and we had a great night. Unfortunately the more beer the host had the dafter he got, so come some ridiculous hour he had toddled outside with Jack – 5 minutes later they were catapulting left  over BBQ shit sausages (Sorry Mary) over the gargen hedge- he is such a good influence – guess what Jack now wants for christmas!!!

Half seven tonight saw me finally dragging myself out for a short run – however due to the cops stopping me from running down by the river it was a shorter run than anticipated. It’s not the first time a policeman has stopped me running, however the last time I didn’t realise it was a policeman behind me (well it was dark but to be fair the light shinning down from the police helicopter should have been a big clue!) Anyway, I thought the person behind me was another runner so my competitve streak kicked in and I flew off, it was only when I looked round to see if I’d managed to beat the runner did I realise that; A) it was a policeman and B) the policeman was struggling to breathe!! So I stopped and waited for the policeman to get his breath back. Ten minutes later the nice policeman told me I needed to get back on the main road as it wasn’t safe – he wouldn’t tell me why – I don’t think he had the energy! I thought coppers had to pass fitness tests.

Medals for Team GB

more to come tomorrow

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