monday , monday

Yesterday was so hot. I decided that this would be a good time to resume training. Its offical, I am a nut. Trying to get from East Point to a bus stop that the 27 stops at , you would think would be relatively straightfoward. Not in Dublin. It took be 20 minutes to get to a bus stop, at this stage I was so peeved I was thinking about not going at all. the 27 pulled up beside me and that removed the tempation to skip back to town.

Training was tough, and the warm-up only lasted 20 minutes, thank god. I was partnered with another robo-cop. One wonders if they see me arriving and make sure to partner me with some sort of human machine that can keep going. Whilst I am seating buckets, he's only warming up. the final straw came when we have to line against the wall and our partner throws various punches ar our stomachs. I thought I was going to throw up. How unfit am I. 10 minutes to get my breath back
and I was alright. I fell into the car when Mammy2 and the kid picked me up afterwards. I won't get to go on Wednesday as its date night, so hopefully I'll be in better shape next week.

The kid has her date on Wednesday as well, she's all excited. I hope it goes well for her. She's pmting at the moment, she's not as bad as usual so I'd like to think that its because of the Vitamin B6 we're been bating into her, but then again it could be because she's not at school. She goes through phases of being bored and then loving her holidays.

She has her interview again today with the tatoo place and I hope they take her on, it would be so good for her. Fingers and toes crossed!
I'm sitting here wondering if the sperm is being invited in for tea yet by my ovaries, strange to think of what might be going on inside my body as I type this, or maybe what I would like to think is going on inside my body. In another 2 weeks, I suppose we'll know.