Lost – part 1274, Lazy and Lax

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Ok, Ok so maybe I/we haven’t been lost over a thousand times but I/we  seem to be averaging once a week of late -though to be fair to hubby I am way better getting lost than he is. Todays ‘lost while cycling’ look was 100% hubbys fault though. His ‘we’ll take this path because then we’ll end up on the main path’ suggestion didn’t go to plan. Not only did the path go on forever, it was another bumpy ride, not just tree roots, but streams and trip traps bridges that I expected a troll to leap from under at any minute. I wasn’t happy, especially when we ended up nowhere, or so we thought, having looked at the map since ,we weren’t that far from civilisation! So the only option was to pedal through the hay fever fields ( you know – that yellow stuff that makes you sneeze!) more bumpy pedalling – joy. Still on the plus side we added another two plus miles to our route it wasn’t all bad. Might even do it again next week as long as I can strap a cushion to my saddle!
So after a busy day yesterday today was a bit of a novelty day – thanks to Easter there was no junior rugby,time for a lie- in. Wahoo!!! So why did I wake up at 8?!? Still coffee and a good book meant I didn’t get up till 9:30 that must count as a lazy morning?
No rugby also meant I had time to do a proper Sunday Lunch, with all the trimmings. I even made desert – not so much of a lazy day after all. In between the cooking there was maths swotting to be done – reflections,translations, transitions and orders of rotational symmetry. Deep joy, it should have been easy, it wasn’t. Some muppet at the proof-reading factory had clearly been asleep on the job – the questions were wrong. Wrong orders, wrong vectors, wrong directions – even I know the difference between clockwise and anti-clockwise (just!!) wrong, wrong wrong. I’m not happy. The books are in a heap in the middle of the kitchen table – I’ll go back to being lazy. For now!

Quiet Sunday
Makes a nice change
Bring it on.

The Sun is Shinning and the Rugby is ………….

sunSo, as is the tradition on Good Friday, it was rugby league derby day with the not so mighty Wakefield Trinity (my team) taking on the currently in form Castleford. On the plus side the sun shone brightly……….that was about it really. We lost !!!! I suppose there are other positives to take from the game, we actually scored more than 6 points, we prevented the opposition from scoring more than fifty points (just!) and Daddy Cool, the club mascot, stuffed Cas’s strange-looking tiger thing in the half time race!!

It’s fair to say being a Wakey fan is somewhat depressing at the moment, we just can’t win. Don’t get  me wrong, for nearly 1/4 of the game we actually looked like we knew what we were doing – the rest of it. Well put it this way we won’t be wasting our hard-earned cash going to the Easter Monday game.

Still the day wasn’t a total let down with another 9 miles logged on the bike this morning, lots of uphills, not many downs and for the second time in 3 days I braved the funny fanny path -you blokes don’t know how lucky you are. Bouncing up and down over tree roots, branches and old train lines doesn’t make for the comfiest of rides -I pedaled the whole thing without stopping though, I am definitely getting better!

A beautiful day

More of the same tomorrow

Bring it on

Lost………Maybe Not!!!

I was alone, darkness was falling, I didn’t know where I was. How was I ever going to get home……….

So I had planned a run or cycle today, however my niggle free knee started to niggle. All because I caught my foot in my PJ bottoms (that’s what you get for buying a size too big cos they were cheap in the sale!!) as I carried the morning coffee/tea upstairs. Thankfully, and god knows how, I only spilt a little bit and squashed my Jaffa cakes, but other than that all was well until I started up the next staircase and felt a twinge. Plan B!

With the men in my life heading out to the rugby I decided on a walk, and thanks to an email last night asking about a railway relic I had photographed I decided to go back for another look -big mistake. Don’t get me wrong it was a lovely walk and a much longer walk than my gps would have you believe, but maybe not setting off until two wasn’t the best of ideas ,especially when I realised there was a building site through the middle of where I walk. Seemingly (so a nice lady dogwalker told me) they are replacing the old pit stacks, which they have discovered are poisonous ,with nice clean, non poisonous soil. Poisonous -eek. Jack and I have had life climbing up and down there -whoops.

The building site, threw me off track literally. I couldn’t find where I wanted to go, then when I did find it I couldn’t find my way back – I was starting to panic, but more because I didn’t want the chicken I’d left roasting to be overcooked than anything else -though I must confess it was a tad scary!!

Still, those regular readers of my blog will know that as good as I am at getting lost, I am also just as good at finding my way back. Today was no different and typically, having climbed muddy bankings and squelched my way through clay, dodgy soil and other things I came out on a path that would have taken me straight there. I would have been better running or cycling, it would have been easier on the knee.

By four o clock ish, I was nearly back at the car, and after a chat with some fishermen, who had been sat on the canal side for over eight hours (are they mad!) I headed home, caked in mud and clay. I certainly got some strange looks when I called in Tesco’s on the way home. I got some even stranger looks when I walked back in again five minutes later. You see I bought my loaf of bread and headed home, it was only when I went to get my house key out did I realise it was in the car -still parked at Tesco’s. I’d forgotten I’d gone in it and walked home -good job it’s only at the bottom of the street -what a Wally!!

Time lost -half an hour. Time walking -two hours

Three miles done, a few photos taken

Bring it on

The Blog is back……………..

Andrew Voss -sorted!

Andrew Voss -sorted!

So firstly apologies for a complete lack of blog recently. I’m not sure why, I have no excuses, I’ve just never got round to doing it, there’s always been something else to do. Homework, housework,homework, housework…… Anyway, I’ve finally got a spare five minutes so time for a quick catch up.

Half term came and went, I didn’t get anything done that I wanted to do, however Jack and I did do some walking, just for a change we got lost, and even better still nearly got run over by a goods train as the abandoned track we were walking on clearly wasn’t that abandoned -whoops.

I spent a day dressed as a camel   Giraffe  (yes I really did mix the two up!) all in the name of Children in Need. I wish we could wear onesies every Friday, roll out of bed and put your jim jams on -easy! Hubby fell off his bike and managed to chip his elbow, I’ve lost my cycling partner for six weeks. Jack managed to get a dead arse during a rugby game – it’s a new one on me. I can treat most things and am a dab hand at strapping up fingers, knees and arms -arses, no chance!!

I have officially been told I can start running, albeit on grass only and only for a few minutes – shame I’ve been back running on the road for the last few weeks. Well come on, how can I run on grass at this time of year. It’s dark, slippy and the way my luck goes I’ll end up lost or flat on my back or both. Pavement pounding is the only option!!

Junior rugby season has finally come to end- at last,some free time. The Rugby World Cup has been on and has been amazing  – if only England had made it to the final. Jack got to meet an Aussie commentator – Andrew Voss and declared he was sorted. Which I think is teenage speak for a great bloke.

But I end tonight’s blog with a tribute to a top guy -Steve Prescott. Steve was a great rugby player who, finally lost his seven-year battle with a rare stomach cancer two weeks ago. I met Steve five years ago when I was due to run the London Marathon for his foundation. Unfortunately I was diagnosed with severe anaemia and was unable to run, Despite battling his own illness, Steve took the time to ring and see how I was doing. With the help of my school the fundraising went ahead and we presented Steve with a cheque at half-time during a Wildcats game. He was so grateful for what we’d done and couldn’t thank the kids enough – a true legend.

Steve Prescott. Man of Steel

Steve Prescott.
Man of Steel

I promise to blog more often.

Honest!

Bring it on!

Too Busy To Blog……Maybe

I’m not really sure how a whole week has passed me by without me blogging but it has. Don’t get me wrong it has been a busy week (when is it anything else) but I don’t recall it being that busy. Still nothing like a good catch-up!!

Last Tuesday saw me lost twice in one day, the first time while out cycling and the second time out walking -if there’s one thing I’m good at it’s getting lost. I always find my way back, eventually and even better I find things I never knew existed along the way -I never knew Wakefield and the surrounding area had so many nature parks and lakes!!

Wednesday was a ‘back to school day’, all things considered it wasn’t a bad start to the final half term. I don’t think I’ve ever had so many P.E lessons in one week and dare I say it, in the glorious sunshine, it was fab. Cricket, football, rugby and good old rounders -who needs holidays abroad when you can have outdoor P.E?

In between the cycling and work I’ve been patiently waiting to get a snap or two of the birds on the feeder -I’m far to impatient. Plus I’m sure the sodding birds are taking the p**s. Theres loads of them stuffing their faces until I get my camera out then they all bugger off -still I got some great shots of Sid The Squirrel!!!

Cycled 50+ miles in the last week

hope the good weather lasts

Bring it on

The Game That Never Was and the Game That Was a Whole Lot Better Than it Should Have Been…..

 

At last, blue skies, wall to wall sunshine, not a rain cloud to be seen. This Summer Rugby League marlakey was finally going to live up to what we were promised. Basking in the sunshine

Comebacks on!!!

Comebacks on!!!

watching our kids play. Then the telephone rang. Due to a monumental cock-up there was no game, half the opposition team were on their jolly hols, and rightly so -it is half term after all. Trouble is despite them cancelling 2 weeks ago no one thought to tell us, then when they did let’s just say that instead of crossed wires we had crossed Emails and unfortunately the one that said ‘the games off’ didn’t appear until today. Oh well, people are only human and mistakes are easily made, though looking at some of the posts on a local rugby forum you’d think it was a matter of life and death -yes the keyboard warrior strikes again!! There are some really sad people out there!

So with no game yesterday we had to wait  until today for our rugby fix, trouble is it was Wakefield v Wigan and our form in recent weeks meant we didn’t have a hope in hell. ………..Wrong!! We nearly caused the upset of the season and won -and to think I very nearly stayed home to finish topping off the tan. Yep at long last Wakefield played with a bit of pride and passion  – if only you got points for effort. Hopefully the corner has been turned and Wakefield’s form is returning -watch this space!!

Beautiful Weather

More of the same tomorrow

Bring it on!!

A Magic Weekend…………..

I wasn’t really sure how I’d feel this morning, I should have been in Scotland running the Edinburgh Marathon -alas it was not to be. I’ve remained hopeful all year that I would be able to run it, but come March it was becoming very apparent that it wasn’t going to happen. To be honest -looking at the rather warm conditions that today’s weather brought, I wasn’t that disappointed that I couldn’t do it. I’ve run marathons in the heat before and they’re a nightmare. You spend all Winter training hard in the hope of getting a PB only for the heat to get in the way -it’s happened to me twice in London, though I did get a PB -just not the one I wanted (us runners are never happy!) it is so annoying.

With the running out of the window, its been a rugby weekend. Seven games in the sunshine. Thankfully we opted not to go to Manchester, to say Wakefield were rubbish is an understatement. I would have been bloody annoyed if we’d forked out to watch that -I’ve seen U10’s play better rugby. So it’s been a rugby in the garden weekend courtesy of Sky Go. It shows how times have changed -I’ve known us carry the portable telly out into the garden in days gone by. Though why we called them portable I’ll never know -they weighed a ton! Still on the plus side if the aerial broke you could replace it with a wire coat hanger you can’t do that nowadays…….

Starting to get a tan

Will the sunshine last

Bring it on

A Virtual Reality……………

Funny Looking Tree

Funny Looking Tree

I thought I’d calmed down, I really did – how wrong can you be. I don’t know whats come over me of late -I usually just let things go – anything for a quiet life. But seemingly no more. I don’t think last weeks rugby game helped -watching someone nearly snuff it right in front of you (don’t worry he survived and is on the mend now) makes you question whats going on in life. Maybe thats what ended my ‘being a pushover’ days, in some ways it’s not before time.

Thankfully it was a virtual person who bore the brunt of my strop this evening -what possessed me to get the Wii fit back out I’ll never know -well I do it’s the ‘I’m getting saggy and flabby cos I’m not running’ syndrome that caused me to get it out. But I do like it because it makes you do things properly and it lectures you and carries on if you don’t. Tonight it was definitely lecturing and carrying on and in no time at all the air was blue -that was me not the virtual one. The thing that naffed me off was when the virtual one claimed I was a couch potato with an estimated age of 61- as if !! I go to the gym twice a week and when it’s not snowing  (will it ever stop snowing!) I cycle to work. Then she started claiming I was leaning back which was a bit odd as I was touching my toes at the time -believe me I’m no contortionist!!! Then the penny dropped – the wii fit board was back to front -whoops. So now I’m a finally tuned athlete with an estimated age of 32 -the ranting has stopped -for now!!

Fighting the flab.

Easy when you know which is the back and which is the front

Bring it on

Ha’pie’ Mothers Day and a dodgy knee………..

Mothers Day Lunch

Mothers Day Lunch

The joys of being a Rugby Mum – not that I’d have got a lie-in anyway, but Jack is now playing Sunday instead of Saturday. Oh well, it won’t be the first Mothers Day I’ve spent freezing my wotsits off at the side of a pitch and it certainly won’t be the last. I’m sure I can pretend that a bacon buttie at the rugby club is my breakfast in bed, trouble is we won’t make it out for a Mothers Day lunch either Wakefield are at home……Match day pie anyone!!

So another busy weekend beckons -I’m looking forward to it to it to be honest, I’m coming very close to suffering from ‘pissed off’ syndrome. No reason in particular, just a collection of things, not least my dodgy knee doing it’s dying swan act again. All I did was ask for a few miles on a treadmill and it did it’s best proffesional footballer impression and dived to the ground and rolled around like a saddo -any chance of me doing the Edinburgh Marathon in May are now well and truly gone (gutted)  Still I’ve shown it who’s boss and strapped it back in place -a bike ride beckons. I don’t give in that easily.

Roll on my Knee scan

Back running soon

Bring it on!!

 

Good Luck Lads

Tis the night before the BARLA cup,club badge

And all through the club.

Not a sound can be heard,

Not even a rugby ball thud.

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The kitbag is all packed,

 And ready to go.

The matchday jumpers are hanging

All neatly in a row.

The U13’s are fast asleep,sleeping_clipart-thumb

Tucked up tightly in their beds.

All with Lance’s game plan,

Going round in their heads.

dreamThey dream of a fantastic season,

And all that they have done.

Some super team performances

And the trophies that they have won.

So just a few more hours to go now,clock

And then the time will be here.

You’ll walk out onto the pitch,

To the sound of deafening cheers.

 

So good luck for tomorrow,

You done so well to get this far.

Crigglestone all Blacks U13’s

BE PROUD OF WHO YOU ARE.

crigg team

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