Early mornings are “my” time. My sanity, escapism, release….
With 6 babies under my belt or dare I admit, hanging over it, a love of baking, chocolate, cappucinos, well food in general and a disregard for all things chemically altered (read low fat products) exercise is an important and necessary part of my life.
With 6 babies under my belt or dare I admit, hanging over it, a love of baking, chocolate, cappucinos, well food in general and a disregard for all things chemically altered (read low fat products) exercise is an important and necessary part of my life.
The kids are generally still asleep and if Eliza is awake, she quite enjoys helping Dad milk the cow from the safety of her pram.
Weather permitting, I take to the road, either jogging or riding my trusty push bike.
I’m learning that white running shoes are not always practical as you kick up the dust, dodge manure piles
or slosh through the puddles!
Although running in mud boots probably won’t cut it either..
Our heifers are a little bewildered by my activities, especially the push bike.
And in the wet, are unwilling to relinquish the hard surface.
We all know that there will be many sunny, dry days ahead and I have being enjoying the rainy weather staple of pikelets so have agreed to share.
For who knows what tomorrow morning’s eenie-meenie-joggers or gumboots-minie-mo will bring…
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