Urrggghhh

Oh mah gawd it has been so hot here it's like I've been drunk all week. Also getting drunk on Sunday night didn't help. I can barely think let alone type, and my evenings have consisted of: get home, sit, take of all clothes, sit, crawl to kitchen and sit in front of open fridge, decide on eating Light and Tangy chips and tzatziki, sit, lie down, sit, watch television, gaze longingly at the pile of sewing I want to sew and the drawing I want to do, then leer hatefully at my sweaty hands which inhibit me from doing anything that doesn't involve putting a flannel in a bowl of ice water and then putting that on my face.

Luckily tomorrow I'm jetting over to Wellington for a mini-break, where I can enjoy some decent weather (19 and cloudy? yes please!) and allow my cells a chance to heal.

Be warned now, travel and food pictures impending.

Happy Second Paid Sleep-In Day Of The Year for tomorrow!

Happy Friday

Happy Friday! To celebrate, here's a kitten jumping through hoops!

Have a kitteny weekend!

TGIF

I love Fridays. Even when you're on holiday there is something magical about waking up on Friday morning and going "yeah, it's Friday" and then sleeping in for an extra five minutes because, damn it, it's Friday and you can.

This morning marked the end of my first week of running. As I've mentioned before I'm using the Get Running app to get me started. It's a nine-week program, building up to running for thirty minutes straight. Of course, that's a long way away, and week one is all about gently urging yourself into getting up early three days a week and moving around for thirty minutes instead of sleeping in, drinking tea and watching kids shows on ABC3. Ahem, that would be of course for other people because I don't watch Power Rangers every day, obviously.

Anyway, this week's game has been: walk for five minutes to warm up, run for one minute, walk for 90 seconds, and repeat eight times. Then walk for five minutes and stretch. Taking a half-hour out of my Monday, Wednesday and Friday mornings is surprisingly easy. I thought getting started (especially as I'm on my own and not in a group) would be the hardest part and that I'd ease into actually enjoying it. In reality, it's been the opposite. The feeling of self-accomplishment when I make half-way, then finish the set, is wonderful, and the smiley-phone voice of the app saying "excellent!" makes me grin like an idiot. Thankfully this happens at 6:30 a.m. in Carlton so no one is around to witness.

Not to mention, knowing that I get to sleep in all weekend is so worth it.

Speaking of the weekend, have I mentioned how pleased I am it's finally AlmostSaturday? The first week back at work after holidays is the pits. To celebrate, I get to do all kinds of grown-uppy stuff like going to the market and cleaning my apartment and doing laundry.

To better deal with this, here's Arizona Muse on the new cover or Vogue UK looking sunny and perfect as usual:

Thanks to Fashionista

How will you be spending your weekend? Has your first week of Resolutions been successful or a total waste of time?