Friday, February 04, 2011

Sleeping in, soothed and out for a walk.

1. To wake up with Alec's warm weight on my chest.

2. I finally persuade Alec to take a dummy -- which means I can put him down and eat my lunch (also breakfast).

3. His bike is yellow and his grin is gappy. "Are you enjoying the sunshine, madame?" I concede that I am. Alec and I are sitting on the edge of the cricket pitch -- I've taken Alec out of the pram to show him the wind and the sky; but he keeps his eyes screwed tight shut against the winter sun.

Doing dips, practical and post.

1. I'm into week four, and to my surprise, I'm doing triceps dips. Not very well, and I can't manage the whole forty-five second...