WomensStuff
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I'm shaping up my next Kick-Ass Woman from History post. I think it's going to be at LEAST as inspiring as my last one.
I'm gonna add that to my list of things I'm looking forward to!
Yup same. I've been checking for the next one all weekend.
OK, all y'all can stop holding your breaths now.
This is an unusual one and I think you can see now why it took so long to assemble. She's a FORMIDABLE woman.
I'm seeing my friend this weekend which I'm really looking forward to. I'm also reading a good book which I can't wait to read more of
My son’s high school graduation and the subsequent sushi dinner! It’s an end of an era.
My Dad gave me a spare bike he happened upon, and seeing as I've recently been diagnosed with fibromyalgia, I can't walk or run, and a lot of exercise hurts, feels like trying to exercise after rolling down a massive set of stairs, in the worst way. But I've been energetic and active my whole life, so I miss it! I want to go into older age as fit as I can, to avoid as many health complaints, live longer to be around for my kids and just feel better, as it's a mood lifter, being as toned as you can manage.
Plus, on just a pure joy, level, I absolutely loved riding my bike as a kid. I didn't have the best childhood, but riding with the wind in my hair and how powerful pumping the pedals made me feel, gave me entire reprieve from whatever was happening, at that time. I felt like I could fly. I would build jumps out of whatever scrap I had, (and coincidentally, constantly had skun knees) and wander the neighbourhood, just visually soaking in all the gardens and beautiful flowers. I couldn't see the future, as a kid, there was just right now, and I just sought whatever joy I could find, in any moment. And riding was pure joy. I'm really looking forward to fixing the seat I bought, tidying off some small bits of rust and building it into my week, as a regular thing. I even live right near a bike track. It's a few houses down the street. I just have to get past this damn flu, I've caught, way before flu's usually circulate. Then I'll fly again.
My motivation is seeping back in. Looking forward to being productive on the things I want to do :)
Eurovision! My family throws a party for it every year. Since it's held in Switzerland this year, we're doing Swiss food. We'll have games and prizes and drinks.
Swiss food? That's just an excuse to have cheese and chocolate. Genius move!
Oh shit you're on to me.