First netball game of the season is this Saturday. Yep, THIS Saturday. Oh it shocked me too. It starts a bit earlier this year, and that combined with the fact that three training sessions have been rained out means that I have trained ONCE (as in one time) before our first game. This troubles me.
Holiday kilos WILL NOT budge and I’m 3kgs heavier than usual. Green spandex in 2 days. Again, troubled. I’ve been eating healthily the past few weeks, but it didn’t seem to be enough. Last week I hit the gym once, had training Monday night, and have been to the gym twice this week so far. I’m currently what the medicos call RETARDIOVASCULAR. Dear god, why, why spandex? I miss the days of junior netty, cotton, so much sweet, sweet cotton. Loose cotton, breathing cotton. Quite apart from my appearance, I’m concerned about my stamina. I’ll report back on how game 1 goes :/
Anyways, unfit + 3 extra kgs + spandex = troubled Suz, Suz taking a moment etc.
(I’ve been watching a lot of Ally McBeal, please forgive any random references)
What else?
French film festival is going really well. Have loved 2 outta 3 so far, 3 more to go.
My dear Lucy has returned to our shores in all her glory and we have resumed our regime of pointless phone calls, pizza, and hypothetical trips to the gym x x x
I have a new video camera which I luuuurve and will post a video or two as soon as I record something worthwhile (don’t hold your breath).
Oh, and my theme song (for all you non-McBeal fans, it’s what you play in your head to make you feel better or more confident in times of stress) is ‘Can’t Get Enough of You Baby’ by Smashmouth. What’s yours?
