Woman overboard!

I was going to do so much this morning, washing clothes as it was a good drying day, ironing my sheets that have been in the ironing pile for about a week tut tut, tidying up etc, but the time and my energy just ran away with me.
Getting up, getting dressed and getting my drugs done can sometime take an age and today was one of those days. I did stick the washing on before running my bath, but it was on of those mornings where I would do a bit, then sit down, do another bit and then sit down some more and so on. I had to have that bath so I could legality have a lie down again!
You get there in the end and there is no point in hurrying and making yourself feel even breathless, so you just take your time and go with the flow.

There was a cold wind again which is a nuisance as that does take away what breath you have left, but I have to get used to it again, as there will a lot colder and windier to come in the following months.
Actually by the time I had eaten lunch, my energy levels were on the up again, so the hare and the tortoise routine paid off for me. I had a little snooze after lunch and then felt regenerated enough to take my friend up on her kind invite and go for a swim at the health club where she is a member.
I was interested to see just how many lengths I could do without my woggle, as in this pool you can touch the floor where ever you stand. And yes it showed that the woggle does help me a lot of the work as I could only do seven lengths before throwing in the towel...figure of speech, as I don't mean throwing the towel in the water as that would be very silly of me!
Mind you, I might have been able to do more if I hadn't felt so washed out this last two weeks, so who knows?
The lovely thing was, that this health club has all the trimmings. A sauna...which was acutely hot and ouchy on the floor, so I ended up doing an impression when trying to get out again, of Dudley Moore in that film called '10' with Bo Derek, where he is trrying to walk on red hot sand! I swear that my feet sizzled when I went under the shower.
They also had an aromatherapy room, which was very calming under the twinkling lights. A steam room which I just love, as it does help me breathe a lot better. A pool with squirty things to stand under to give your shoulders a right old pummelling and some bubbling seats to sit on too and of course the jacuzzi.
Had a few problems in there as I wore my swim dress... as I haven't got it into my head that I have lost over a stone in weight and still want to cover myself up... and I did a rather damn realistic impression of someone trying not drown at sea. My swim dress got the better of me when I sat down and filled up with air from the all the bubbles, rising up around my neck like a huge buoyancy aid, and then it kept trying to tip me over backwards while I was wrestling with the dress to try to get it under control. Damn that water stings your eyes! The group of men in their late twenties, early thirties who were all sitting in the jacuzzi peacefully before we got in, must have thought it was some sort of wind up TV sketch by the looks on their faces!
Slightly embarrassing to say the least and I was not the most elegant bather there that night.

We decided to go and have something to eat before leaving and ordered a healthy trout dish for our main course, skipping the starter and then it all went slightly awry. I thought I'd have a 'bailey's creme brulee' dish as being it a arty farty cuisine restaurant, it was bound to be served in a tiny ramkin size dish.
Wrong, very wrong.
The dish was like a piece of guttering and was at least a foot long and a good spoonful wide, full to the brim of this very sweet mixture which is bound to have me bouncing off the walls tonight before bedtime and the stone I've lost, will back on!
I didn't eat the last two inches of it, as by then I was beginning to get a headache from the sweetness and I knew I wouldn't be able to handle the guilt trip that would follow me home.
But all in all, a really lovely night and I'm jolly glad that I didn't give up this morning when I first woke up feeling so tired again and call it off.
Time for bed... if the brulee lets me sleep!

Lots of love Debbie x