So sleepy..

Usually I’m up like a flash in the morning. (Note: this does not mean I’m chirpy and cheerful about it!) This morning, however, Sheila woke me up around 7am after I slept through my alarm – an hour late! Doh! “Can’t I just go back to sleep?” No? Doh!

Lucky I’m sleeping on a futon, because I literally fell out of it – brain really struggling to recruit the various muscle groups needed to lift body vertical.

Vegemite toast, two coffees and a vanilla Coke should help..

Last night was Pump class after an extra-boring day in the orrifice (Terrible Tuesdays are back). Pump was good. I reduced my weights too much but I still felt like I’d worked and it’s preferable to injuring myself. I’ll bump them up again for the next class (Sunday morning, unless I’m wrecked from Franz Ferdinand shenanigans).

Spin class on Monday was good too. We had a different instructor who I thought was better than the one usually taking the classes. She explained the sets before we did each one and then gave a little countdown towards the end. I’d rather have this information than not – it helps push on until the very end. Unfortunately she was only filling in and wont be back. 🙁

Ran “the loop” on Sunday in a poor attempt to kill my foul hangover-induced mood. It worked to some extent, but it was too late as everyone was already cowering in their rooms, forecasting my mood as if the weather, “Dark & Stormy” (I like it! :D). Felt quite slow and sore but time-wise it was actually average or a bit below.

Sidenote: What is it with needing a crap after every run?! Geez! :S

I need to start a moodlog – Monday was the complete opposite of Sunday – uncontrollable laughter and utter stupidity on my part. Great! At least I’ll never be considered “emotionally boring”!

Winter crits are almost ready to start near home and I’m still bike-less. 🙁

Passed up the ticket to Chemical Brothers from Sara’s French mate because getting more would be too expensive. They’ve sold out, so Ebay would be the only option.

Franz Ferdinand should be fun this Saturday with Dan and Shaun (and ?).

Friday 16th is work’s xmas party, Sheila’s Pirate Party and also the night for Fat Boy Slim, so there may need to be some very quick costume changes or time travel!

Trips to Prague and Edinburgh draw closer.

Harry Potter has picked his Quidditch team.

Coke is still one of those drinks I regret buying after the second mouthful.

The sky was beautiful and pink this morning (photos were taken) and when doing squats you need to “stick your azz out like zis”..