It’s been really quiet in my new house since Mabel passed, too quiet. The result of this is that I haven’t wanted to spend much time in my house at all which in a way has benefitted my training as I have spent more time in the gym. I know you shouldn’t do more that what is on your plan provided by your coach, but as I have surgery on Friday and will be out of training for a bit I don’t think it’s a bad thing.

I had to tidy his things away on Sunday which sounds like a soulless thing to do so soon after he passed, but it broke my heart every time I saw something of his. I have left his water bowl out which is a fabulous thing that I painted and the bugger would not drink out of because he was petrified of it. As I am slowly getting used to being completely on my own in my house now, I feel able to share a slightly funny thing which happened on Saturday night in the vets. In a panic to get him there quickly, I went in my pjs, yard boots and parka with fur trimmed hood. I had also fake tanned that night and had not washed it off. With the time I spent at the vets with Mabel’s last moments, a lot of tears fell onto the table that he was lay on. It was only towards the end when I had my final goodbyes to say to him, the vet tidied up and was getting ready to leave us that I noticed that he was staring at me a bit strangely. When I looked down my tears were alluminous green due to the fake tan. Obviously he did not know about the fake tan so must have thought I had some random eye disease and quickly washed his hands. So my top tip is don’t cry with fake tan on as the colour of your tears is a bit funky.

On a more positive note, my training has been on another level this week and this is purely due to me training with my Strong Woman friend Steph. Bloody hell she can lift some weights. I see the guys in the gym staring in disbelief at first thinking that the poor girl won be able to lift that and then when she flings it above her head like a piece of paper they walk away, heads hung in embarrassment. I squatted 80kg comfortably on Monday and got a PB on leg press at 300kg. Now I will be honest with you (maybe a bit too honest) but I did have Steph on standby just in case I had some kind of prolapse due to the strain and weight – gross I know but it made us giggle. I also attended a new class at a different gym that Steph goes to called Boxercise. Oh my lord I was knackered, dripping in sweat and ready to be sick after about 20 minutes. I loved every minute of it.

Even though I have been upset after the weekend my diet has been on track apart from maybe some additional carbs yesterday as I felt quite hungry. I even caught myself yesterday after work thinking of going to the shop to get some chocolate as I felt like some, but when I thought about what to buy I didn’t know and I really thought about it and still couldn’t decide. So I didn’t go as I didn’t know what I wanted so I mustn’t have actually wanted the chocolate and was either bored or thirsty. So I am pretty proud of myself for coming to that decision and not caving in.

Yesterday was Test Tuesday at work and the test was ‘How Evil Are You’. Phil (who is one foot taller than me) looked overjoyed at the possible outcome for me on this test and Helen (the UN Peacekeeper between me and Phil) looked ready to stop an argument once the results were announced. As you have probably guessed I came out with top marks, however it did say that I probably wouldn’t kill anyone but would hurt them and enjoy it – I don’t think that is the case, I am a lovely person really. Both Phil (who is one foot taller than me) and Helen (the UN Peacekeeper between me and Phil) both scored 5, moderate levels of evilness but the most important thing to note in their results is that the often looked up to total evil mental cases like me – obviously I reminded them of this all day.

To end the blog we move swiftly to Facebook ‘Friend’ message 1;

Facebook ‘Friend’: Hi sexy do you wear thongs?

Me: That’s quite a personal question to ask someone that you don’t know. Why?

Facebook ‘Friend’: I just want to know what underwear you wear

Me: As most women do, I wear a variety of different types of underwear

Facebook ‘Friend’: like what?

Me: have a look at underwear at your nearest supermarket and that will give you a good idea as to what women wear

Facebook ‘Friend’ message 2;

Facebook ‘Friend’: Hey Babe, have you ever thought about doing adult work?

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