The thrill of hot water after a hard game...

There is nothing as delicious as the feeling of hot shower water hitting your body when you have just done an hour of hard exercise in the rain... Well, maybe there are better things, but tonight as the said water hit my aching body it was like heaven in a bath tub.

I have run twice this week and I am glad to note that I am getting a little faster - helped by the fact that I have lost more weight. The total now is 17 pounds and I am thrilled.Today I played football and it was brutal!! I stopped the ball going into the back of the net from a hard hit volley and I thought I'd broken my ankle!! Luckily after a minute or two of gentle rubbing all was well again! I did feel a bit scared of the ball after that though...

Now I am back home, cooking tea in between blogging and looking forward to running tomorrow.

I am fat, I am slow.... but I'm not scared!!!

I am getting there with my Achilles.The exercises that my physio gave me are working well, but it is still sore at times and I feel a little scared to do huge amounts on it. Still, luckily, as you can read on my other blog over at Secret Housewife headquarters, I am being a complete lazy cow at the moment so there's not much fear of me doing much exercise, or at least, enough to injure my ankle.


Having said that I did play football yesterday and it was great.I wasn't looking forward to it as I had received the results of our tests and, yes.... I came bottom of everything.I was even worse than Fat Claire. For God's sake don't let her know I said that... its really mean.But I did think I would beat her even if I didn't beat the other younger, taller, fitter ( God I hate them all....) girls.


But, anyway... I went, I played and I loved it.I played in defence and I think I was good at it.However, I thought I beat Claire, so don't take my word for being good at anything!I took my frustration out on that pesky ball and found that I am not scared of tackling.I also have learned a thing or two from years on the touchline watching my Man and the boys and I can read the game better than some of the others..... I think....


I am even considering going for a run in the morning before work...like 6am.If I ever tear myself away from the computer...

Match of the Day...

oh, I wish my tackling looked like this!!!!


I realised just now that I haven't written about my big football match...the one where I was upset cos I was on the bench... Well, it happened on Saturday last and it was absolutely brilliant!!!


Yes, I was on the bench for the first 10 minutes or so, but then we had rolling subs so I took my turn and we all played an equal amount. I played as right back and Good Grief did I love it!!! I would never have guessed that I would enjoy getting stuck in so much. We were playing against the men ( husbands and boyfriends ) and I knew no fear!!!


Even if I do say so myself, I played well and made some good tackles as well as harrying the guys as they tried to get to goal. In the end we girls won 4-2. Such good fun and I felt a real camaraderie with the other girls. If you have a chance of joining a team I cannot recommend it enough!!