I rename this day, tired tuesday!

ooh a new blog! Ha wonder how many blogs are started on a tuesday rather than a monday, how off the wall and how unlike me!

I woke up today, still tired from the weekend and with a sore throat, why you ask? Well I was one of the millions of people who have recently seen Take That. Show was fabulous and a complete spectacle of charm and colour but I still seem incapable of behaving like a lovesick teenager when I go to that type of gig. Hence the sore throat, too much screaming and singing 'We can rule the woooooooooooooooooooooooorld' and 'A million love songs laaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaater' so now I sound like deidre barlow after she has been chain smoking. Clearly when someone asks if I am coming down with something I just nod rather than explain that I was screaming and wailing at Gary, Mark, Howard and Jason like some 15 year old.

So I am stuck at work desperately trying to get motivated but clearly doing anything but, its also the gym class from hell tonight so I really need to work up some kinda enthusiasm come 6pm. I also now have 3 days left to decide on whether I can muster up some energy to attempt a half marathon in September. Problem is, when I suggested it in April I was full of it but now three months later that has somewhat waned and made way for the fear of not being able to make it round. Aside from the fact it is going to cost me 30 english pounds I dont have, lesson learnt today - keep gob shut until certain.

Right well I suppose thats enough for the minute, considering I am actually being paid to do something else right now - sssssssssssssssssh I wont tell if you wont. I will hopefully be back with more exciting ramblings later and maybe minus the sore throat but plus the enthusiasm for exercise...

byeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!