Wednesday 29 May 2013

2 weeks in and 3 lbs gone

Wednesday evening is weigh in. I've lost another pound, so that's 3 lbs in 2 weeks. Which isn't a shabby start.

Sunday 12 May 2013

New Music, New Me...

I've got my hands on three new albums, two courtesy of my gorgeous wife and one from noisetrade. Paramore, Bastille and Paper Route.

They are my current sound tracks. And they are jolly good.

Later on this evening we will be celebrating the gorgeous one's birthday. I am so very blessed, I rarely have the words to express it. This is a cause of frustration for me, especially as I feel that I have got worse at being able to express myself in the last year or so. Maybe it's the nature of satisfaction. Maybe it's my laziness. It gives me something to ponder and work on nonetheless.

Another thing that is blessed is my waistline, possibly overindulged. Need to try on my tuxedo to check that it still fits. Whatever the results the diet begins on Wednesday. The 5-2 diet. All I know is that on those two days I am going to need a lot of grace and willpower!


Sunday 5 May 2013

A New Band Deserves A New Blog

Before you start fretting it's okay, it isn't what you think.

Seven months ago the vicar asked if I'd consider leading worship at the morning service. After thought, prayer and a couple of conversations we decided to give it a go.

So this morning I fore went the usual highness of St As and trooped down to St Ms with my acoustic guitar in hand. I'll admit I was a tad nervous. We'd had a practice on Friday night which was a tad different to my usual band practices but positive none the less.

After a "fraught" start with trying to get a million sets of music books ready (not aided by forgetting to make a song list for everyone!) and we were ready. We rattled through Be Thou My Vision. Amusingly the vicar was running late so we finished the pre service song before they were ready. And from there it flew by,  and pretty nicely too.

I'm now sitting outside church five hours later as I'm about to play electric guitar at the evening service.

Fun.

I am blessed.

Thursday 2 May 2013

Saying No To Football?!

So some dear friends are playing in a football tournament on Monday. Ignoring the fact it is my birthday for one second, I find myself in the strange position of turning down the opportunity to join them and seek glory playing the beautiful game.

I've been trying to work out why I've said no and I have come to the conclusion that I it's because I'm embarrassed. Four years ago I was a relatively lithe eleven and a half stone. Decent touch,  not too slow,  willing to try outrageous things on a footie field which quite came off. I scored goals for fun and occasionally even passed the ball. Fast forward and I'm probably fourteen stone something, very unfit, no longer have the turn of pace to beat a man and in short am quite embarrassed by it all.

So I'm not playing cos I feel like I'll let the team down, let myself down and if I did play I'd actually need to go to bed at 5pm which is a problem when peeps are coming round for drinks at 7pm.

However it is not all doom and gloom. I am resolving that this time next year it will be a different story. Partly because I've got to get back into my tuxedo for a cruise this summer. And partly cost I'd like a few hurrahs still on astro turf covered pictures. A little bit of glory.

Chocolate be gone.
Laziness be gone.

Hello trainers and hello running.