Sunday, December 15, 2013
So, I've been walking to work for 5 days now. My son has picked me up in the evenings as I have had a bad cold and am not quite up to walking both ways
The walk is nice; just over half an hour. It starts with a treacherous totter down the steepest hill in our fine city then plateaus out with a stroll along the river then ends up with a puff and pant up a short but fairly steep hill, then I am at work... all hot and bothered but rather chuffed with myself!
I have walked back from the city a couple of times and the steep hill really takes it out of me; but I have discovered the number 23a bus will bring me up to the top of the hill for only a pound. It is worth every penny and I am a good girl and only get it after work, or if I have heavy shopping, plus I only get it for the hill, not all the way from the city centre!
I weighed myself this weekend and discovered to my joy that I am back to the weight I was a couple of months ago; before a week away with oldest-bestest friend on an all inclusive eat and rink al,l you like and lie by the pool holiday, which was followed by a week in bed with a bad cold.
I reckon by my birthday I shall be well on track to fitting back in to my favourite clothes!