That’s me, trying to be upbeat after a shit day. Well, it wasn’t the worst day ever, not life-changingly crap, just crappy in a ‘I was looking forward to the weekend and now my Saturday has been spoilt by lots of small things and it’s almost dinner time and I have to salvage what’s  left of it’ kind of way. My run was alright, just a Waterlink Way run to Deptford to take Hector to his swimming lesson (irritation number 1, he freaked out and wouldn’t get in with a new teacher and we had an audience as we dealt with this parental challenge). I noticed at least five shopping trolleys in the river – but no camera handy – and figured it must be due to proximity to Tesco and the high concrete sides that limit access to retrieve them. So, it was just over four miles, in the rain, with a break – not a relaxing one – in the middle and a full-on cold to boot.

A hearty a re-energising lunch of baked beans and poached egg on toast was had and a plan was made to go to the library and find a DVD to watch tonight and sit and have a read. Here irritation number 2 took place: Hector became a mischief-causing whirlwind and I ended up storming out with him under my arm. Ahem. He promptly had a really long and messy nose-bleed and we all calmed down while we dealt with it (not really an irritation, just a challenge). A kind lady came over to offer advice: ‘If you want his nose to stop bleeding, you need to tip his head back and apply ice’. The ice was a great idea (there is a cafe at the library), but tipping his head back is wrong, we’ve dealt with these nosebleeds many times now, and know the score, so we had to not make eye-contact with the lady as we ignored her advice. We returned to the children’s section once the flood had subsided and enjoyed a cosy read and all was well again.

To redeem himself, Hector is doing his special pizzas with Daddy and I can smell red pepper roasting and hear that goat’s cheese is also on the menu…mmmmmm! And breathe.

Distance: 4.21 miles

Time: 40 minutes 34 seconds

Average Pace: 9.38

Best Pace: 3.38

Calories: 435


8 thoughts on “Pizzatastic!

    • fitartist says:

      Thanks Julia, these mini-meltdowns always happen in the most public of places don’t they? You can spot the fellow parent-of-a-small-child – they just look on knowingly and sympathetically then put their head down and leave you to it.

    • fitartist says:

      The wine went down very well, thank you. Borgen? So is that what the cool kids are watching these days? We did try a while back, but I think I was trying to knit at the same time, not a good idea when there are subtitles to be read! Maybe we will try again, if you say so.

  1. eatingtrees says:

    Ah… the joy of the “Supermarket Special” (small child kicking off in a BIG way in public). And I second HIghway Kind’s “Borgen” recommendation. But it does require you to pay attention and read the subtitles so concurrent knitting is not advised.

  2. Hauling My Carcass says:

    As a child sufferer of excessive nose bleeds, I totally agree with you. Who in their right mind want’s blood running down the back of their throat!!! I got to the point is the easiest way was a roll of tissue in the offending nostril. I may have looked stupid but always found it the most effective way of stopping it!

    It sounds like you had a pleasant end to your day anyway and that’s the most important thing!

  3. fitartist says:

    Ha Tom, loo roll up the nose! Our technique involves me going: ‘Arrghghghg!!!’ and frantically fumbling around looking for a crumpled bit of fluff-covered tissue then shouting at Edward to: ‘Find some tissues!’ then reminding myself to carry tissues, wipes and whatever else I might need with me next time I leave the house (like a good mother). We did once have to buy a nice new t-shirt in the Tate Britain shop and wipe blood off the displays…

    We just watched episode one of Borgen and yes, it’s bloody good. Must go, we’ve got some catching up to do!

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