No more whingeing about work stuff, I promise. No more excuses.

I am back.

Woohoo.

How can it be possible to go from humid to cold in two blog posts? Well, it’s quite easy when you blog about once a month. It does seem that winter is on it’s way. The first car ice-scraping was on Tuesday and the first flooding of a cold engine took place the next day in Morrison’s car park on Wednesday. So used was I to the fierce reliability of the new vehicle, that it’s unwillingness to start came as quite a shock. It amused the old guy sweeping the car park no end. I half expected a round of applause when I finally spluttered and coughed it’s way into life. I spent the short trip home terrified of stalling at traffic lights and junctions in a way that I hadn’t done since my first car, an orange Allegro back in 1987.

Finances
Quite a lot happened this week now that I think back. One financial worry was lifted and another, less imminent replaced it. I can’t really elaborate on either, but as all good agnostics are often heard to say, the lord giveth and…

Treadmill
I told you all about my 12 months diabetes checkup a few weeks ago. I still need to lose weight but realism got in the way of ambition. The idea that I could fall out of bed every morning and go for a run was always going to be a non-starter. So…I bought a treadmill. A mighty fine thing for £35 (second hand) it is too. Slightly larger than I imagined, it now lives in my walk-in wardrobe and ensures a good start to the workout every time I set it up simply by being do damn heavy. Once it is all clicked into place, I can watch how little distance I have actually covered by a helpful, if mocking LCD display. After much research on the InterWeb, I worked out that it taking account the traction,resistance and angle of the treadmill, it’s pretty much like walking up a 1:4 gradient. It certainly feels like it.My calves may never be the same again. I walked 1/2 a mile yesterday and fell off the thing feeling like I had just run up Ben Nevis carrying a sofa. Still, I did managed to burn 145 calories.
More news on that as and when it happens. Unless I die first.

Pulses
I have been cooking. No, don’t laugh. Last week I made my second lot of sugar-free flapjacks and some lentil soup. In the process, I managed to use every pot or pan in the kitchen. I have never done so much washing up in my damn life, but it was probably worth it.

I am so proud of the bacon and sausage casserole I made yesterday. I had seconds even though I was full. I watched Strictly Come Dancing looking and feeling like a bloated whale. I was still full at 8.30am this morning when the I put the porridge on the hob.

I also can’t believe I didn’t take a photo of it. Another opportunity missed.

Must dash now, I have 45 photos to upload.

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