I wish!
Ha ha, but I did con the husband into piling the tots in the pushchair and walking for 7kms, and I felt amazing afterwards - now I'm a bit sore, but the husband is winging his way to Melbourne, the kids are bathed, fed and quiet, and I'm positively drooling at the prospect of telly, food and house to myself for 2 and a bit evenings to do what I like.
(Sit around in my slippers and old tshirt, watching girlie rubbish, painting my toenails & eating stuff I wouldn't normally eat for dinner - like eggs on toast and chocolate anything)
I also played golf on Friday (for work, love my job), starting off like a drunken bar brawler wielding a pool queue, and ending 9 holes later impressing the 3 others in my team with well played lady swings, and being an ambrose game, I was shocked to find them using my shots more than 3 times! And they were all old people who play golf every weekend! I like golf, and was pleased to find my gorgeous blue clubs felt as familiar as ever after 3 years.
(And I won a brolly)
An excellent weekend of relative fitness, and next weekend I take on a fun run (or walk, for aspiring runners like me), all 9.7kms of it.
Maybe the following weekend I will persuade my gorgeous husband to escort me out for dinner feeling svelte (or more so than usual anyway) in my new one shoulder super-cute cocktail dress and silver sparkly heels.....
(That is actually it, it cost me $20, and looks amazing on for a cuddly size 16 such as myself!)
Now to find somewhere to wear it, where I won't look overdressed.
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