The first weekend for six weeks that I had the chance to blog from my phone, and I didn’t. Nor did I take any photos. That’ll teach me to whinge about not having a decent camera!
On Saturday we booked our holiday – I’m excited already! We’re going for a week to the Canary Islands. It sounds exotic but we got it for a knock-down price… You would almost pay as much to holiday in the UK once you’ve factored in petrol costs.
I’ve always enjoyed active holidays – not with organised sports-type activities, but holidays with plenty of walking and cycling and otherwise being on the move – but for the first time in my life I’m seriously attracted by the prospect of doing absolutely nothing.
I imagine myself soaking up the sun’s rays, lying by the pool with a book, taking the occasional dip. In reality I’ll do that for half a day, perhaps, before getting bored and going exploring. Even in the morning it seems like a waste to sleep for too long on holiday. What I really want is a week to do nothing but sleep and eat, and another week to have some proper fun!
When I’m at the sauna I close my eyes and imagine I’m lying in the sun. I’m growing to love the sauna a little bit. I love the feeling of dry heat you get before you start sweating. (Although I am sure my sauna is not heated enough. Either that or I have one very weird physiology because I can be in there 15 minutes without breaking a sweat!)
No gym for me tonight, though. I’m working late. Gym tomorrow. I have absolutely no plans for any evenings this week and its a wonderful feeling. Now I am officially old! Planning to alternate gym and overtime. How sad is that?!
On Sunday we visited a pre-Christmas food and craft market which was pretty good although we didn’t buy anything except edibles.
My head is full of thoughts of sun, sea and sand.