A bit of a different post type this time. I want to talk about the amazing challenge my Husband is undertaking to raise money for charity this year. Yes, I am biased but I also think it’s a pretty epic challenge and deserves for me to shout from rooftops about it because I’m really damn proud of him.
So what’s the challenge? Over the course of this year Aidan will be walking all 11 lines of the Underground in London, Overground. It’s approximately 343 miles and he’s aiming to do it within 1 year. You can see all the caveats, rules etc in the first post we put on the website we’ve put together for the challenge here.
Hello! It’s been a while hasn’t it? I’ve not had much time lately, but I’ve finally had a chance to sort through photos and get the first of my Slovenia posts up and running. As I said last week, Aidan, my parents and I were in Slovenia the other week and honestly, it was the best week ever!
Hello! I’ve been away for a couple of weeks because I was super busy just after Easter getting ready for the holiday I’ve just come back from. I went to Slovenia with my husband and parents for a six-night stay and it was Uh-May-Zing. Much as I’d love to dive straight into tales of the incredible time I’ve had, we only got back to our house today and I’ve not had a chance to sort photos, organise my thoughts etc yet so I’ll be getting to that this week.
In the mean time now that we’re back I’ve realised that I’ve been really lax in taking care of myself the past few weeks. I started the new year doing really well, I was taking good care of my body and mind and feeling better, managing to ride the winter blues better than I have done the past few years but as my life got busier this past month or so, I’ve been letting myself regress and I need to get back on track. It’s not going to be about me having a hard time, by the way, it’s some tips and tricks of things to do to look after myself again.
Last weekend’s plan should have been very simple. Go to re-enactment event at Basing House, Hampshire on Friday afternoon. Return home from said event on Monday afternoon, tired, probably soggy but having had a lot of fun. Turns out, that’s not quite what happened.
I spent Friday morning being lazier than I should have been and taking far longer than I should have done to get ready and pack the car. To be honest, the weekend all started going slowly awry from the point that I was dragged down the stairs from top to bottom by my own kit bag…
So, it’s April now which means it’s spring and we can put all the winter jumpers to the back of the wardrobe and swan around in pretty dresses again now, yes?!
Yeah, I wish, but occasionally the sun will start to come out and we’ll have glorious days like the one we had a couple of Sundays ago (I wrote about that here and took pretty pictures of the Peak District) and every now and then I will actually be able to wear pretty dresses.