Chickens in a box

Lockdown has definitely been made more bearable by the fact that for the past four weeks we've had beautiful warm sunny weather. But no more. April showers may be late, but they've arrived with a vengeance and the foreseeable future is a wet one. I face the deluge with some optimism that there will be fewer walkers out (the non-walking, be-legginged fatties will stay indoors) so Dolly and I will have more space for her to hoon round for a while. Having said that, she looks less than impressed at the prospect of getting soaked out there. In other news the boys are back to 'school', which for Eddie and I means constant nagging at them to wash, work, tidy up, eat properly etc. If we weren't on at them all the time, they wouldn't do anything at all, but it's very difficult when you're trying to work at the same time. Picking shoes up off the floor appears to be a particular challenge, and William's dressing gown has been likened to Dr Strange's cap...

It's a bit of a long story, but I have some time while I inhale a hot cross bun... As we all get used to being prisoners in our own homes, a lot of people are discovering video conferencing for the first time, and Zoom has been way, way ahead of the game in getting them on board. It's got to the point now, where people who'd never made a video call in their lives, have now made Zoom a verb; "I'm Zooming so 'n so today", "I'll Zoom you later." Of course I'm the exception, living my entire working life on video calls, and those calls are on WEBEX. I'd never even heard of Zoom until lockdown to be honest. And it's rubbish. But you can't say that to the Zoomers, it's like saying Australia's rubbish - taboo (but true). There's a point to this. A friend recently forwarded me details of our ex-BodyPump trainer Rich , who's set up virtual classes - on Zoom. Now...do I sacrifice my principles for sub-standard t...

As a true Brit, I can only say thank goodness it's not raining. It's actually beautiful outside, all the spring flowers are out and the sun is shining. With a dog to walk, no planes in the sky or cars on the road, the days are quiet, simple and peaceful (apart from the boys constantly fighting). Work isn't letting up, but communication is a priority and rightly so. There's a lot to do, and I'm grateful to be busy with lots to fill my days to the point that fitting in anything else can sometimes be difficult. Routine is important, and I'm getting used to my 9am HIITs and this morning Dolly woke up at 11am on the dot because that's when we always go out for our 1 hour walk. Very excited to see that our David Lloyd 6.45am BodyPump instructor Rich has now set up his own virtual sessions, so I am definitely going to give those a go. In the absence of dumbbells I'm sure a kettle bell, log or acquiescent pet could be lifted as an alternative. I'll give ...

Motivation zero as I struggle towards the final call of the day. It feels like I've been very busy achieving nothing. I've done my HIIT, gone on all my calls, worked through the To Do list, walked the dog. I even managed to get the boys to turn our shed into a 'grotto' (a shed with fairy lights essentially), a project completed under extreme duress. I'm now on Jasmine tea and the long countdown to supper and eventually bed time.This not-being-able-to-see-anyone-or-go-out-anywhere-except-for-exercise-and-even-then-only-somewhere-near-your house is seriously boring. 😣