1. I've written those 500 words twice this week, so that I now have over 5000. These are, of course, First Draft words, and given that I'm not at all sure what the Draft is of, genre-wise, there will be much revision ahead. But almost two years into retirement, I'm beginning to sort out some priorities and act on them, and that feels very positive.
2. I was ever-so-sore yesterday, sore as in creaking my way down to the toilet seat was painful, rising back up almost as bad, getting out of the car after the drive to Ikea was humiliating, and taking my granddaughter to the park before dinner was an excruciating labour of love only made possible by Pater/Granddad accompanying us. I'm not really exaggerating, except perhaps on the "excruciating."
But against my fearful expectations (the second day post-exercise is generally more muscle-painful for me than the day after), I woke this morning with much happier hamstrings, and, honestly, looking forward to next week's scheduled session with our new personal trainer. I felt no lingering after-effects from my first session with her and had suggested we crank it up a notch on Wednesday, so I think from now on, we'll be working at the sweet spot that constitutes the productive edge of exercise. I'm so impressed by the way she keeps myself and my husband working at our respective levels, moving from one exercise to another so that the overall workout is fun, fast-paced, and never seems too hard, never discourages.
3. So much fun getting better acquainted with our granddaughter, having time with her on our own. Two-and-a-Halfs are awesome, so much fun.
4. The French conversations with our tutor continue, although not always as regularly as we might hope -- we seem to average two a month, against a planned weekly session. At least we maintain, though, and between conversations, I read French books and write the odd email, occasionally text back and forth with my tutor, who is becoming a friend. I always find it quite magical when I realise that someone knows me only in and through French. . .
5. I've also picked up Duolingo to refresh my rudimentary Italian -- I felt quite pleased, last September, being able to use those basics in Rome, but then abandoned that language study. I hope it will come back without too much trouble because. . . .
But nope, that's another post. Still have to tell you about our upcoming travels through three countries, so we'll leave that until next week.
Until then, comments welcome as always, and I wish you a Happy Weekend1