I exercised a lot this weekend. Mostly so I didn't feel guilty about eating chocolate/ cake/ tarte aux baies.
On Saturday morning, I got up and went for a wildly unsuccessful run- I managed a mere two miles, as I got the world's most horrendous stitch- think starting in normal stitch territory, then radiating across your stomach. Bloody hell it hurt. Then I came home and baked for this week's Umbrella Collective challenge. And then did very little else.
To make up for my appalling run, on Sunday morning I swam a kilometer (aka 40 lengths). Which is impressive until you realise that the girl I went with swam FIVE KILOMETERS the day before. I'm not entirely convinced that she doesn't have mermaid blood, to be honest.
So I get home, feeling pretty good about all my exercise, and mum suggests a wander to the local garden centre- which is about 2 miles away. And who was I to say no?! Particularly when you get these views...
|That is a very steep hill. Trust me.|
|A loose approximation of a "path"- this is wild moorland, after all.|
|This little dude had no fear. I was zooming in here, but he just stood there and looked at me. Adorable!|
|And this little cutie is a Dartmoor Pony foal. Bambi legs, anyone!?|
|Daisies are such happy flowers (props if you know which film I'm alluding to there...)|
.... found the biggest flowerpot I could, and climbed into it.
Sorry it's blurry and for my terrible hair and complete lack of make up- but I couldn't resist posting this. Just as mum was taking this, a little old lady came around the corner, took one look at me, shook her head, and walked back the way she'd come. For some reason I found this hilarious.
We also bought a blueberry bush which I have named Bertha. The man in the shop told me it would bear fruit this year, and I will have his head on a pike if it doesn't.
Then it was time for a cup of tea and a piece (or two) of cake- it was pretty damn hard to choose between this lovely lot.
Eventually, however, we decided to share the lemon and the choca-mocha (their words, not mine) cakes. Both were stellar.
In other news, my skin clearly loved all this exercise- but now, given that I've eaten chocolate and not exercised, it really isn't very happy with me. Someone remind me to go for a run this evening!?