The dozy podium girl was away with the fairies again tonight: The Badger had to hit her with the stuffed lion! Wakey wakey ducky. Concentrating for a whole minute is such a task!
Tony Martin for a predictable time trial win and Vincenzo Nibali confirming his GC dominance.
Looking forward to seeing the women ride La Course tomorrow. Will they have podium boys?
100 Happy Days: Day 74
Milo + ice cream = how Australians cure their sad days
She put so much on my serve I now have Milo crumbs inside my crop top. Lots of them. A malty chocolate bra.
#100 Happy Days. Day 75. Saturday night in front of the heater, Le Tour de France & the Commonwealth Games. Wine & cheese for starters with filet steak, mashed sweet potato & stir-fried veges yet to come. I had planned to join some party-lovin’ friends for a night out on the town but my thoracic back pain is making life a bit tough.
Or maybe I’m just an old fogie? Truth be told, invite me to breakfast, lunch, or coffee, and I’ll be there. I love a few happy hour pints and salt’n’pepper squid at the local; or a barbecue, paella or curry night at someone’s home where we all pitch in. But come a cold, windy winter’s night, I’d much rather settle in at home than gussy myself up to hit the bright city lights.
It’s cold, it’s wet, it’s windy, and I’m a little sad. I’ve got my paintbrushes and a cup of tea, so I guess it’s ok.
It’s cold, it’s wet, it’s windy, and I am in so much pain that just won’t go away. I still plan to force myself to go out for a friend’s birthday party tonight but I hope I’ll be forgiven if I don’t make it.
This is me!…The me in my mind that is haha! Helmet could come in handy! But I used to have that EXACT bike. It was a lovely machine but a tad small for me (I was inexperienced with fit when I bought it and it was so pretty). I sold it to my sister-in-law so it’s still in the family and my nephew rides it (it’s blue - he doesn’t know it’s women’s specific).
(Source: cyclingchicks, via nickwilsonaz)
Watching the Commonwealth Games on this miserable wet & windy Perth day. Just saw the Scottish tandem team win time trial gold at the velodrome, while Australia took silver. Love how the Scottish support crew are wearing kilts!
I’m really enjoying having the para-sports running with the able-bodied events instead of having a separate games. Kudos to Glasgow for that decision.
When I studied abroad in Australia, I was drinking heavily (shocker) and so was hungover frequently (shocker again.) My dear sweet Australian friends told me that Vegemite was the perfect hangover solution, but none of them were there the first time I tried to eat it.
Again, shocker, my toast looked like Vegemite for those who want to die. I distinctly remember it tasting like burned yeast (I know that makes no sense, so just believe me) and almost throwing up on the cafeteria table. Thankfully, someone came to my rescue and showed me how to eat it properly. It is still a DEFINITE acquired taste, but is also a pretty damn good hangover cure.
Haha! Oh dear! For my other followers, here’s an important piece advice from an Aussie. Vegemite is not Nutella!
It’s always so funny watching non-Australians eat Vegemite!
On my last week at the Walk On Spinal Injury Clinic, one of the therapists challenged one of the clients (a young True Blue Aussie lad) to eat a (small) jar of Vegemite, straight, with a spoon. And he did! Actually, we stopped him half-way. Duty of care - all that salt in one hit is not a good idea! Always crazy fun and games at Walk On. Hard physical work though. It’s probably where I dislocated my rib.
Moaning and groaning, swearing and yelling grumpily at everyone while punching my back this morning, I finally called my physio, went on today’s cancellation list & booked an appointment for Monday. Why the hell do I procrastinate? It’s been obvious for days this thoracic pain was getting worse, not resolving.
A study published in The Lancet and discussed in The Conversation today found that paracetamol is no better for treating low back pain than a placebo. Keeping active and improving posture ultimately resolves it, with anti-inflammatories used for acute injuries. I don’t get non-specific LBP but my mid-thoracic has been killing me and to be honest, I don’t find paracetamol makes any difference either.
I shouldn’t take NSAIDS because they worsen the ulceration on my bowel, so I’ve been using PanadolOsteo at night for all the good it does. Well, after this morning’s paralyzing pain palava, stuff it! I’m going to eat a ton of food and take 7.5mg of meloxicam. Just for a day or two. Until I can get the physio to put my rib back in - because that’s what I reckon it is. No. 7 not articulating properly and transferring muscle spasms. The little shit.
PS: Decided not to repeat my swear words in my post lol.
Kudos to Ramunas Navardauskas winning that soaking wet stage. He even looked fresh for the interview!
100 Happy Days: Day 73
Too many chocolate flavours to choose from = happiness. I went for a square of the mint one in the end!
She posted this before we ate the whole mint block (with a little help from her dad).