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.

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!

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.

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.

Novel Idea

So I thought it would be an idea to actually write something about le novel. So here we go.

It is taking shape, I have almost finished one of the three stories that is going to make up the story. I am really excited about how it is shaping up. Once I finished these few chapters (I think it's about 4) I will then review this whole section and edit it in one go. We wait and see if I am as excited once I've done that!

The Nexus7 keyboard my dear wife got me for Christmas has been really useful in helping me use my journies to and from work in a more productive manner. I'm not quite on the doing it everyday kick yet but as each week goes by a bit more is done.


And the novel idea, well amusingly in writing this novel it has given me at least two ideas for other novels. Which considering this one has taken me close to five years to complete a third of it is probably not helpful but there we go! It makes me smile and reminds me that I have lots of creative juices in me.

Playing Ma Geetar

Having mildly hurt my wrist at the weekend playing guitar I was somewhat pessimistic, notably on account of an impending gig and the need for practice. Praise the good Lord I managed to play the guitar for half hour this evening without being in too much pain! Huzzah. We see how a full on rock n roll sesh on Saturday.

Now watching a bit of QI on Dave, tres amusing. It does make me smile, the odd mix of silliness and cleverness.

Getting my groove on

So 2013 has been somewhat haphazard and quite underwhelming. It has however had some good things going for it.

I feel like I am getting into my groove on le novel. This is exciting and particularly satisfying. Seeing something take shape, having been working on it for five years I guess it now falls under the category of 'labour of love'. It still makes me smile, occasionally laugh and as each new page takes shape I get a sense of growing satisfaction.

The band has a gig in a couple of weeks, The Comedy near Piccadilly Circus on Weds 23rd January. Am looking forward to tearing it up on stage with my bros. We also have some new songs in the pipeline which is great. I do love getting to play live. Now just hoping that my wrist recovers quickly before band practice this weekend.

In other news I just had my first shave of 2013, yes back to underwhelming!